Okay, so maybe it isn't as entertaining for Eric, who is for sure doing all the heavy lifting now that Dawn is high as a kite, as it is for Dawn because of aforementioned 'high as a kite'. That doesn't really occur to her as fully as it should. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knows they're still in danger. In that same place she knows that Eric now has split attention tenfold because of her current state. Later, she'll be so pissed that she was useless. Right now, it's just funny.

She laughs, then tries to stifle a laugh as she hangs on to Eric's belt loops as he fights the fae. There's blood spray all over her skin, her dress, in her hair. Eric is covered in blood too. She has no idea what's his and hers and what's fae.

There's a moment whens he feels the sharpness of claws down her back, the tearing of fabric, and she sobers briefly. Four long claw marks down her back. That hurts. Is she going to die? Dying is scary. Dying is also kind of funny right now. Dying is...

Living is harder, a voice in the back of her mind chimes in with this. She agrees with it wholeheartedly. "We're not gonna die. We're the road less traveled types." She tells Eric, as if he has an insight to her meandering thought process.