[A quick shiver runs through her to chase the wind's absence, but it's followed by a sigh and the slightest relaxing of her muscles. It was hard not to be tense when she was periodically feeling like something was cutting into her. His words, a confirmation of a confirmation, make her tail give a weak, single wag.]

...I don't know. It hhhuh -- hurts when I move. [Yet there she goes, trying to lean and worm her way in closer to him, weakly coughing and drooling even with the smallest of movements. There was that dizzying, floaty feeling, and she closes her eyes to keep her from feeling like she's slowly spinning out. She's safe with him.] But if it's you...it's fine. I just didn't -- want to be alone. I wanted...someone... That was always the m-most important. It's too scary...otherwise.