Britomart snapped back to attention only sluggishly and she looked over at Jim, her eyes fogged over slightly and her skin clammy.<span style="color: red">"did i stop..?"</span>she nodded a little before she resumed walking and barely in the right direction.<span style="color: red">"yeah but... i dont think i... can fix this... its such a... mess..." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>