He'd closed his eyes to see if it would help the room to stop spinning and then the next thing he knew, she was sitting on the arm of the sofa in nothing but her chemise. In his surprise, he nearly fell off the sofa, but managed to sit up without making a bigger fool out of himself.

The fireworks were unexpected, but he supposed they shouldn't have been. It was New Year's in the city, but in his panic hadn't even bothered to realize the hour. Out of intrigue he scooted close just to glance out the window, but it really wasn't the display outside that captured his attention. Nemo found himself in awe of her, not for the first time today, but couldn't help but to stare as she sat there watching the fireworks out the window.

Any response he could have come up with wouldn't have done the situation any justice, so he simply didn't say anything.