There's a brief moment, not even a full second probably, where Blythe feels like his entire stomach is about to come spilling out and his throat tingles like it did the last time he drank too much.

But then his lips meet Niko's and he's grounded again.

"Oh thank the Lord, I didn't actually throw up," he breathes out, genuinely relieved. "In fact, you mighta even healed me completely."