[It helps. It helps so much, she's not sure she could even express it right now. Considering she just pushed away the man she thought she-- ... she could have... loved him? Not now. And she brought Jefferson into this house, pulled him into this. It's shitty of her. What kind of friend does that?

Kenzi sniffs, nodding her head.] Yeah, he's fine. He's-- ... he's smart. We were figuring shit out, trying to--


[She doesn't want to freak him out. Maybe now isn't the best time to fill him in. He reacted to that kinda... strangely. Later. She'll tell him later. Anything to distract her from the pain in her chest.

She untangles herself from him so he can get up, falling sideways onto the bed to just kind of lay there, staring at the wall with glassy eyes. Rumlow's furious. Still here. Her ring's on the bed. It was never really hers, but it felt like it. She liked it. Liked him. She didn't even know him.]

Jeff? I think I'm literally going insane... Like... full on, Angelina Jolie in Girl Interrupted, certifiable.