... [ Unfortunately, she's choosing to hone in on that last bit, because it's triggered a memory about the hand situation. ] Finger guns... pew, pew... [ Is she... weakly using her fingers as guns now? Yep, she sure is! ] I think Ren stole my hands to make finger guns, but then... I dunno. I'm confused.

[ At least she's being honest -- she is confused, and likely, isn't even going to remember a good majority of this happened, which is probably a blessing in disguise. ] Mm? Oh, you don't have to, it's okay. I can... take care of myself. I have finger guns.

[ Pew, pew, remember? What makes this more hilarious, is he'd blurted out he wasn't here to babysit, and yet, here he comes out into the wilderness with her. ] Oh, no... no, I drank... a little more than half before I started feeling weird and realized that this was probably some sort of horrible, alcohol infused... thing. [ She pauses, swaying a little in place. ] ...I think... from now on, at parties, I'm gonna only go for water. Water's safe...