Exhaling one last warm breath, she weakly waved, still a bit disoriented, getting up right after.
He did the same, standing up and then taking her place as he sat on the bed, lightly supporting himself with his arms behind him, his hands against the mattress.
Breathing softly through her mouth, she knelt in front of him, her gaze still looking unfocused.
"Are you okay? You still look kind of high," he asked, smiling faintly as he noticed how she still seemed to be recovering.
Reuniting with his eyes and seeing his smile, she felt provoked.
Then, forcing herself to focus, she closed her mouth, took a long deep breath and exhaled after closing her eyes.
Reopening them, she stared back at him, now with a calmer look. "I'm fine, relax," she said calmly.
"Alright, go ahead." He smiled encouragingly, nodding gently.
Receiving his signal, she looked away, finally looking down.
