Amora scrambled up, looking frazzled. She sat back down on the table, holding her head in her palm. "I FELT better, but-... urgh!" She let out a growl, pulling at her hair a bit out of frustration. Why did she feel like this in front of him? Her entire face was bright red and she tried to not look up at Tehvar. After a bit, she exhaled, letting go of her hair and placing her hands on her lap. "Thanks.." she muttered under her breath, still keeping her eyes from meeting his.