Where else would I go when you're still here?

The words feel familiar to her, though she can't explain why. Except that it always feels that way when she's around him. Familiar. Safe. Even though they're practically strangers.

Before she can try to give a good answer she hiccups a little. "I'm fine," She assures him with a wave of her hand. "I think someone might have put something in the punch, is all."

And she's always been a lightweight, no matter what version of her she is.