His eyes were so scary. That alone roused her from the gas-induced stupor and she stood, wobbling, before him. They hadn't seen fit to tie her down, apparently.

"It's all a mistake." She was annoyed that her speech was still slurred. And why on earth was she patting him on the head like that? "All mistake, Moose. Surely they will free us soon as they know mooseness of you."

No, no no no no. All those words were wrong. She hunted the cell for water.

"Need water."