Aw, nuts. Well, there was plenty of time for that method, anyway. better to lay a nice solid foundation for this particular house of horrors. She turned her face into one of those big hands and pressed a kiss into his palm, looked back and gave him the kind of smile that had never sat on Heather's face.

"I'm fine," she said, splaying a hand across his back and looking up at him. "I was so scared. It hurt. But then I saw you." Time for an adoring gaze. Bleh. She hoped this body wasn't living with diabetes. And then she had an idea. A lovely little idea that required a bit more improvisation, and a shade of fear and sadness in that look.

"I don't know how - the last thing I remember -"

She pressed her lips together briefly and let it hang.