He knew that they should probably head to the Hospital wing. If she was really that disoriented than something could be wrong. For all they knew she could just need a moment to clear her head. She’d just passed out after all. She just needed a moment to collect herself.

Part of him did feel a bit bad about snapping at Karma and Emilia no … the other part felt that at least half of it had been warranted. Emiliano needed to see that he was being unfair to her. Piper didn’t deserve to be strung along while he kept his bestie up on a pedestal. If he wanted her to be the girl in his life, fine! But he needed to decide who was going to be the most important girl in his life. Wes couldn’t hardly blame a guy for wanting to keep his options open. Wes himself didn’t like the idea of settling down. But he didn’t run around playing with girls emotions either.

Wes kept his arm around Piper out of necessity … at least that was what he told himself. He wasn’t sure if she was going to lose he balance again, and thought it wise to keep a hold on her. His arm remained firmly around her waist as they descended the stairs from the seventh floor. Once they reached the sixth floor Wes turned down a corridor, and stopped by a window, where he urged Piper to sit on the ledge.

“Sorry about all that by the way. And don’t worry about it. You would have been fine if I hadn’t come along. I just have to stick my nose where it isn’t wanted.” He insisted with a careless shrug of his shoulders. Wes folded his arms across his chest, and let one shoulder fall against the wall.