Unexpectedly, he felt something brush his arm and looked down. He was shocked to find her hand lightly brushing his arm. He blinked in surprise at her hand for a few moments, then faced forward again. He couldn't say why, but he found he quite liked that touch. In his life, he only felt the physical touch of another person when they wanted something from him. She, in her current state, didn't. She touched him merely on impulse, a desire to feel him. He was stunned by that. Her voice, only served to further confuse him.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline"> "I must be going insaneâ€¦All these dots in my vision. And the way my body goes hot, then suddenly cold."</span></span>Her voice was heavily slurred now, and he felt a bit relieved to know that she wouldn't likely be conscious long. He still felt unnerved.<br/><br/>Bradley, having picked up on his friend's change of expression, silently stared at him from the back seat. Jared could almost feel the heat of his stare on the back of his head.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline"> "Everythingâ€¦its so fucking weirdâ€¦"</span></span><br/><br/>Unthinking, he nodded in agreement, "Quite unexpededly so..." He silently navigated down a long dusty road. The road was worn by the weather, and the short trip was rough, but he did his best to ease the jostling motions as much as possible, so as not to disturb her.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">"I donâ€¦â€™t undeâ€¦rstand this feeling I have."</span></span><br/><br/>He didn't answer her as he removed his seatbelt, pulled the key from the ignition, and stepped out of the car. Circling around, he opened her door and slung her pack over his shoulder before helping her sit up.<br/><br/>"How are you feeling? Do you think you can stand?" he asked, supporting her gently.