Sure I'm sure. [Slightly alarmed when he grabs her hand again, but quick to calm herself and just - let him go through whatever this hallucinatory state is doing to him. It's easy to piece together with all the evidence, the things he's told her, his behavior-- Wendy's all too familiar with this sort of thing. Just take a look at her test lab.]

I don't believe so? I can double-check to be certain but it's been a pretty busy day for me. Wasn't on my phone a lot. [Could also be interpreted as: Didn't make enough time to slack off like she usually does.]

A bad trip? [Wendy withdraws her hand, ends up crossing her arms over her chest.] I won't blab or anything - but what sort of recreational activities have you been up to? Will help me figure out what I can and can't give you to feel better.

[The last thing she needs is to accidentally kill him. She needs all the info she can get here.

His paranoia re: his self-proclaimed anti-fans has been noted. She's going to store that away for later.]