"R-right. We can try." Josephine didn't even know if having the stain still on her or not was an issue; it was entirely possible that she'd only become affected by the juice due to ingesting it. As they walked, she continued to scrub, as much in an effort to clean her hand off as to focus on something besides what she was feeling.

Walking was slower with her so affected, but progress wasn't stopped entirely either. Of course, the more time the flower had to course through her system, the more drastically it impacted Josephine. Despite herself, she let out a quiet, needy whine as they continued to move on.