Needy took the hand that was offered once he had his jacket pulled back on and stood, not bothering to let go of it once she was on her feet and they started moving. It was one of the perks of the friendship they had. "It's not really like I can say anything against nightmares anyway. You know I have them all the time, too." But thankfully, Needy had learned how to just ignore them since they became a regular thing. Plus, the whole having to learn how to not wake up screaming in the asylum was helpful. Because when she was there if she woke up screaming in would rush a bunch of orderlies with a shot of something to knock her out again. And she wasn't a fan of being drugged up all the time.
"Actually," she started, pausing her speech for a moment as they continued to walk. "Since just after the whole Al thing." Might as well be honest about everything since she'd already spilled this much. Why she felt the need to tell him all of that earlier, she wasn't sure. Probably because he was the one person that she knew for a fact wouldn't get extremely weirded out about it or anything. They were buds, after all. "And yeah. That's why I sent you that message when you were at Bobby's. Weird feelings again then, too."