Her vision began to fade, which made her feel confused. Was she so afraid that she was passing out? No, her vision cleared, and she felt herself being pressed against the bosom of something warm, not like Screwtape's scales, which were cold and rough to the touch. She blinked, surprised momentarily before it got into her head that she should look up.<br/><br/>Instantly, her cheeks turned rosy. In Screwtape's place stood a very handsome human that made her whole body tingle with excitement. She couldn't place the feeling in her gut, but it made her feel like squirming at first. Not unpleasant, but still different.<br/><br/>When he spoke, she took hold of his head and kissed him on the lips. In her heart, she thought something was wrong with this picture, but her mind was too cloud understand that. She hadn't been in love before, so this was what she assumed it to be like. But, in the small, unopened part of her brain, she wished for Flynn. But something was preventing her from even recalling his name.