Georgia's lips parted slightly in suprise at her hair being ruffled, yet just like the hugs before, it was an unexpectedly comforting sensation. With pink-tinged cheeks she leaned back, peering through the window as Amanda drove up the ramp and out onto the street. She was so used to having complete control over her life, even riding as a passenger in the car felt a little strange.
Riding passed a parked police car made her cringe and slide down a little in her seat, as it filled her head with images of cops laughing at her predicament. That led to an even more worrying thought... would the Hellchemist tell everyone what she'd done to the Possum? She could feel the warmth spread through her face as she blushed, and turned to Suzie, murmuring quietly, "We should keep checking the Hellchemist's website for... news".