'M fine, [ mal mumbles, waving away the bottle of the water.
the strange sense of malaise lingers, but it's starting to lift somewhat. her head still feels heavy to her, and it is with a not inconsiderable amount of relief that she lets it drop onto the back of the seat. she passes a hand over her face. a deep breath helps ground her once more, and she opens her eyes to find the world is no longer tilting dramatically.
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the strange sense of malaise lingers, but it's starting to lift somewhat. her head still feels heavy to her, and it is with a not inconsiderable amount of relief that she lets it drop onto the back of the seat. she passes a hand over her face. a deep breath helps ground her once more, and she opens her eyes to find the world is no longer tilting dramatically.
and to discover that she is in a car.
mal frowns at it like it insulted her. ]
Where are we?