"Awww." Codi presses a hand delicately to her heart. There's a flash of something odd that crosses her face - sympathy? Pain? Maybe on a different day she would've masked it entirely, or even felt a pang of loneliness for missing her husband. But the euphoria drink translates all of it to a sort of bland, sympathetic adoration, like Marc's just shown her a picture of a kitten. In the end, all she can be is happy for him.

"Well--enjoy it!" Codi insists, the conflicted moment she just had passing in an instant. "They're probably wondering where you went, want to make sure you made it out in one piece. If I was on your team, I would be."