He was never this helpless. [Fuck. Fuck. The unpleasant feeling of being picked up like an object is insane, the vertigo is enough to make her brain twinge unpleasantly in what must be sympathetic-nausea. At least she had no stomach for piddly things like motion sickness anymore, silver linings or whatever.]

Laura, you're carrying me around like emotional baggage, are you sure you want to go somewhere with hard surfaces?