[Yeah, now that she knows what's in the bottle, she decides to save that for another time. Her hand slips into his pants pocket and she tucks the little bottle inside, so they can put it away properly later.

With it out of sight and out of mind for the time being, she's able to focus on what he's just said. It's a lot to try and process all at once, sorting out how he must have felt when he first woke up in the body he's in now. She can imagine the initial fear and possible panic, and she's left with the urge to just protect him. Of course she can't, not from that. It's already happened, and she knows it'll happen to him again someday. Maybe not soon, but eventually.

She's just grateful she's equipped to handle that with ease.]

Pheromones, huh?

[She chooses to focus on that lighter aspect, as her fingers curl along the top of his pocket, giving him a little tug in closer to her.]

So that explains why I was so interested in getting in bed with you that first night.

[It's all only a tease. And she glosses right over it with a chuckle, not wanting him to think she's being serious.]

Is that why you went out and bought an entire bag of drugs? To help deal with the side effects?