His blatant concern helps to ground her own panic. One of them has to keep it together even though she feels closer to losing it. Until she does, she'll have to convince herself she can figure this out. Jess sits up straight in her chair, abandoning her meal.

"You're fine?" She needs to confirm. If they're not both affected, whatever's clouding her head can't be from their brush with the party or the booze he stole from it.