[ lorna makes a sound of disgust as camille recounts her own experience with the cops, coming to sit with her in the living room. ]

My 'husband' was just as confused as I was. There were a few colorful terms thrown around by us both. [ something strikes her; the way camille had described the man she'd woken up next to. ] Was the guy at your house the same?

[ if not and she's stuck playing house with a stranger, lorna will suggest she stay with her instead. maybe find the guy and exchange words or fists, depending on what camille has to say about him.

her stomach cramps suddenly and painfully and lorna winces, bowing forward and resting her elbows on knees, trying to think of what they should do since the cops have proven to be useless. camille mentions that people at the hospital are likely to react the same way and she looks back up, regarding her with a nod. ]

I think you're right. [ she mentally clocks her symptoms, trying to grade how severe they are. ] Cramping and nausea, mostly. I'm less dizzy than I was. I heard what you were saying about the candy and forced it back up, but that probably would have happened anyway.

[ but she'd probably be a lot worse off if she hadn't gotten it out before it had taken effect. lorna looks back up at camille, eyes clear and focused and showing her concern. ]

What about you? You're sure you didn't get cut at all?