Hearing someone talk to him, he felt arms wrap around him. Her hair smelt familiar, and instinctively, he knew that he could trust her. Allowing himself to be helped up, he looked at the bile on the ground and only started to shake further. Forcing himself to look away from the disgusting sight, he focused on her blaze of red hair. She still seemed really familiar, but he just couldn't place it. It seemed like she knew him, and quite well.<br/><br/>Looking at her, he couldn't help but smile at her. It was like she breathed fresh air into him, and it was really refreshing. Walking to their car, he allowed himself to get into passenger seat, where he then buckled up his seatbelt.<br/><br/>"Miss... Where are we going?"