"What's wrong, Erica?" He asks, sensing that she was bothered by something. But, either he didn't know, or just refused to connect the dots.  Humans could be silly like that, after all. He's doubtlessly noticed some of the changes that have overtaken her.  Yet, he treated it as if it was nothing.<br/><br/>"Everything's okay now, right? We can make things work." Slowly, his breathing and heartbeat returned to normal. Slowly, his voice lost that hazy quality, and his eyes lost that pleasure induced glossiness, as he came back down from the happy place she had sent him.