[ as much as she wants to immediately go to Derek, she's intercepted by Chance who she reaches for, sifting her fingers through his fur. she scratches through his coat, down his neck and snorts when he licks her face with a little too much gusto. ]

Hey, boy.

[ but she hears Derek's concern in his voice and moves past the excitable dog, rising from her place on the couch and approaching Derek. she hesitates for a moment, looking wholly uncomfortable before she reaches to hug him around the middle, uncaring that he's probably sweaty from his run on the beach. ]

There's this crazy stuff happening. Like - you can see things through other people's eyes. Memories and shit. What happened to you was messed up.