Elliot was more inclined to offer her somewhere to sleep it off than he was to tell her to go home, but this was like watching a train crash — like watching his visions — he didn't know how to stop her. He swallowed at her last words.

"Do you want me to be honest?" he asked, unable to stop himself — he could send her on her way or he could be honest, and he was not sure that both were compatible.