[She looks at least reassured that he understands and that he thinks it was awful as well. It's hard to look back at it, with a glossy filter placed over everything and with a voice in the back of her mind insisting it's what she wanted. She knows it isn't, she knows better-

She hisses out a breath, and nods slowly.]

She's here again. I don't know why. I promise I didn't drink anything that would have had Mountain Dew in it. And she's just... talking now? But it's making my head hurt.