He chuckled at hearing the slur to her words, the over-the-top level of excitement. Yup. Definitely stoned.<br/><br/>Smiling, he took his place at her side again, looking her over, "We can't go now, because the sun is setting, and it will be cold. I'm not sure the cold would be good for you. You'll be much stronger tomorrow, anyway."<br/><br/>Glancing up at the door, he considered for a moment, before rising again, "Tell you what, though... I'll turn the couch around to face the door, then open it up so you can feel the breeze, and hear the crickets, though. How is that?"<br/><br/>He walked around the couch and opened the door before going to stand behind the couch, looking down at her.