"I will," Marc promised as picked up the plush from the bench and handed it to her. "I will tell her we had a great time and that you were just like any other person. She will want to know about that." he led the way back to the car; he rather wouldn't but he had to bring her back on time. That was his responsibility after all. 
"And I work the late shift tomorrow, I'll start at ten and stay until dinner."

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"Maybe they weren't meant to cure any illnesses." Benjamin answered Ari's question. "She seemed so out of it; she didn't even recognise me or Dia. Maybe they fed her some other drugs; something dissociative or something. Some pills can induce psychosis or other mental states you really don't want. I don't know exactly what happened with her or what she got, but it wasn't anything like the stuff they fed me."
He frowned as he continued to walk. "It frightens me," he admitted. "I don't know where they can put something in, I don't even know what they will give. But I can't stop eating out of fear they might spike it."