While her equilibrium needs some work, Rey at least can lean on Nick a little for guidance to the living room. She'll be fine once she's on the couch, or so she'd like to think.

"Well, I'd liken the feeling to being hit by a speeding Calvary, but seeing that I know for a fact what being hit by a speeding vehicle feels like, I'd say I'd take the Calvary over this." She rubs her forehead with her other hand as she walks. "Nothing I can't walk off, though."

At least her wits are seemingly still intact. That's something.