That state, where nothing exists but thought... it can be a wonderful place, but it can be terrifying. Because you don't know if you can come out of it.
... in case I ever got to the point where I couldn't be pulled out on my own.
Paige could see why Happy was so distraught. Getting Walter to eat and drink was a nightmare. He responded to very little when it came to his care needs.
Trapped inside his own mind he wasn't even muttering to himself or writing out equations on the boards, like he normally would be. He was further gone than any of the team had ever seen him.
She felt somewhat victorious when he began to respond to his other-more primal needs. The first time she tried showering him he'd gone from unresponsive to pulling her in there with him, massaging and licking her breasts through her blouse and grinding against her now wet (but still clothed) body. Was it wrong of her to enjoy it? Should she stop him or urge him to do more? 'at least..' she surmised happily 'he's responding in some way' she had feared at first that he'd never respond to anything.
She'd tried to be concerned about whether or not he was capable of consent in his current state when she was alone with her thoughts, but when he began waking her up in the mornings growling possessively as he licked her into a frenzy, all logical thought went out the window as she became a shaking ball of need. She found herself unable to concentrate on anything but how much she needed him 'right there'. When it was over she was shocked that despite the fact he was still "down the rabbit hole" he seemed to be a genius at cunnilingus.
When she'd expressed concern to Toby that she felt she was taking advantage of Walter instead of being the helpful psychiatrist she needed him to be Toby to be he'd instead made a smart arse comment about not having to worry about Walter not drinking enough as he was 'getting his fluids'. Paige had turned bright red! She couldn't look anyone in the eye the rest of that day.
Paige met with Happy privately. She had to promise the mechanic that she wasn't going to try and convince her to return before Walter was back to normal ... or at least what counted as normal for Walter. But she needed to know what he was like before.
On the way to meet her Paige realised she'd been working herself up with feelings of jealously towards Happy. She worried that he'd behaved in a similar way towards Happy when he'd been in the rabbit hole previously- that Paige wasn't as special to him as she felt when Walter worshipped her body.
She knew that Walter wasn't exactly celibate. The day she met him he'd broken up with his long term girlfriend- who she'd known he'd slept with (after he revealed they'd had a pregnancy scare the month before they'd separated one night). However he did not reveal the details of his sex life with the women he'd dated since meeting Paige and she knew very little about any previous women.
Paige could not contain the relief she felt when Happy told her that (beyond the quick kiss they'd once had when they were married) they'd never been intimate. The reprieve of her fear caused the dam to open and Paige revealed her most intimate thoughts with the woman who didn't like to admit to any emotions.
It was an hour later when Paige revealed her concerns about getting Walter to eat- she felt somewhat ashamed she didn't lead with that. Happy snorted "I had to force feed O 'Brien. Even went as far as sticking a NG tube down him at one point. You shouln't have that issue though- just cover yourself in food- he'll happily eat it off you" Paige frowned. She may as well spoken to Toby for advice like that.
'but..' she thought to herself slowly grinning when she left 'we do have that whipped cream in the fridge'.