Daff's panic faded a little at his hand on hers. Tentatively she reached out forward, free hand finally finding his arm as her fingers curled into his sleeve. She needed the grounding, something to hold her to the spot so she couldn't spiral down any further than she already had. She felt bubbles of guilt and loss make their way up, but she shoved it all back down. "I don't know, it was supposed to be a dreamless sleep potion. I got it from a shop in London. I took it at bedtime last night and it worked fine." Maybe a little too good. She had certainly woken up well-rested and finally feeling more human, but still a little groggy.

"It wasn't until I came into work this morning that things started to happen. It got progressively worse until I panicked and I should have gone to Ama and I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking." He had come nevertheless and for that she was grateful. "I still have the vial at home, but..." It was pretty obvious she couldn't just go and get it. This whole thing was just such a mess; she was just such a mess and it was starting to show. Everything was unraveling around her and she clearly didn't know how to handle it.