"Sorry, fresh out, we had a starlight buffet last week. Fine, lets get you to bed" 
Magnus reached out to hold her as he slowly stood up and try to take her with him. He understood she would be woozy and was prepared to scoop her up off the ground if she fell again. What he wasn't prepared for was what she said and revealed next about their previous meeting.
 'I've been called a lot of things, but never the night sky. As-salamu alaykum, Asha"

Next thing he knew she was close, incredibly close, showing her her heaven of hues to him through her eyes. He could smell her now, the tinge of sweat long since evaporated, her breath as she spoke. He had to admit his black washed eyes were made for the dark so her shining a flashlight right into his orbs hurt like hell. He winced but didn't look away, letting her see herself in the wet reflection of his glassy gaze.

"You showed me yours, I'll show you mine."

He kept a hold of her if she would let him and in a moment [b]*BAMF*[/b] they might be gone. If she stayed with him, their combined weight would have them all the way to the hallway entrance of the womens ward, if she slipped from his grasp, he wold leave her in the kitchen as he arrived in a separate womans room rather unannounced. the dimensional slip is highly disorienting, its a combination of sudden weightlessness and great force as one free-falls through a dimensional tear for a heartbeat. The slip is not pleasant for most the first time, aside from the rip it is also the source of sulfur scent he and his father are known for. the sound made comes from the displaced vacuum needed to push away all but the heaviest objects from reentry. All in all an assault on the senses that he and his kind are known for assaulting others with by rapid teleportations to make others loose all sense of surroundings followed by collapse.