Dopamine

“Are you sure you are up for it? You seem.. well.. different. Did you perhaps hit your head somehow when we went through that portal?” “Oh please, Artem! Like I would ever do such a thing.” Responding quickly to his bidding question, she waved him off with a delicate hand motion. Her silver wings were unusually jittery, twitching with every second that went by. The portal was still giving her a high of some sort; trace amounts of adrenaline that kicked the dopamine into gear.

Taking a step closer to him, she swooped her arm around his and looked up. “I just am feeling much better than I was an hour ago after coming through that portal.” Staring at him a moment, she dropped her arm and took a step back. “But, that doesn’t change anything about your financially motivated quest, and my morally obligating one.”