His head tilting had her mentally berating herself.<span style="font-style: italic">Of course, he didn't believe you,</span>she thought angrily to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">But you can't exactly tell him you're having visions of him. He'd think you're completely insane and run away. Far. Far. Away.</span>Inwardly sighing, she turned her attention to his question, hoping it would clear her head enough to get rid of the visions haunting her sight.<br/><br/>"Really, I'm fine," Eryn replied again, forcing the faint smile to her face. "But...perhaps some water would be good...Would you mind?"<br/><br/>Hearing his reply and watching him walk off, she leaned her head back against the cool brick once more, eyes drifting closed...Only to see another vision, different than the ones before it. Something about watching him walk away seemed to recall yet another vision...But it wasn't like the ones she'd been seeing.<br/><br/>The street's back drop melted away as she opened her eyes once more, to be replaced with a parlor, the light of the chandelier casting a warm glow over the room. Glancing down, she saw she was no longer in her dress, but rather a different one...Victorian era, corseted, which only added to her feeling of breathlessness. Thankfully, whatever figure had been walking away came back, water in hand, Amsu's brilliant eyes staring at her from amid the blurry mass.<br/><br/>Staring into the figure's eyes for a moment, it took her a bit to realize Amsu had actually come back, water in hand, waiting for her to take it. Blinking in embarrassment as his image flickered with the one from her vision, their surroundings flickering as he did. Taking the water shakily, she sipped it, focusing on it rather than anything else for a moment.<br/><br/>"...Thank you..." Eryn finally breathed out in response, the feeling of breathlessness slowly dwindled, her heart rate beginning to return to normal. "The water...definitely helped."