She takes the shirt, her face flushed nearly scarlet. Sighing, she covers herself with it, not pulling it on just yet. Sinking onto the couch, she drops her head into her free hand.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's coming over me. I'm not normally like this, I swear. I'm just... I feel..." She pauses, not sure there's a diplomatic way to say how she feels. Swallowing, she shakes her head. "Well, suffice to say I don't feel like myself."