[Trucy has finally made her own way back to the penthouse and is curled up on a couch. She's still feeling pretty crappy but manages to pull herself up in a half sitting position and blink at him blearily.]
Tiger....? You look... awful...
[Pot to kettle over here. But she really is concerned. If her head would just stop pounding, she'd go over and check on him. As it is, she's doing a great job just staying upright.]
Penthouse
Tiger....? You look... awful...
[Pot to kettle over here. But she really is concerned. If her head would just stop pounding, she'd go over and check on him. As it is, she's doing a great job just staying upright.]