[Even with as safe and content as she feels in his arms, there's a slight shiver at the thought of going into this essentially blind. They don't know what the cosmic ash will do to him, if it will even do anything at all. Any worry she might have felt is dampened by being high, though she still gives a soft sigh as she kisses his shoulder.]

I'll be right there beside you the entire time. There's no way I'd be anywhere but helping you.

[She's being serious, but that light quality to her voice is still there. It's probably a sign that she doesn't need another hit from the joint, but she still takes it from him to take a long drag. As she exhales smoke, she passes it back to him. And then takes to reaching up to play with his hair because it feels so soft against her fingers.]

I've got you. No matter what happens.