*So maybe the alcohol wasn't the best move - but its warming, fuzzy effects seemed to be working, and that was better than any kind of pain, so she figures*

You're welcome...

*She smiles at Tatara, though with her eyes almost closing, she's clearly quite drained. So when Izumo takes her hand, Selphie stumbles to her feet, falling into place beside him. Again, she gives a tired smile before resting her forehead on his shoulder*

It's no problem, really.