Hennessy flashes a grin; she's absolutely okay despite the sudden disorientation of not recognizing any of these people that she'd sworn looked familiar a minute ago. Illusion magic will do that. She's more aware of its power than most.

"Whatever it is, I didn't do it. Are you okay? Do you want to go get a drink about it?"
Yes, that is her answer to everything, why do you ask? Everyone suddenly being an absolute stranger sounds like a good time to her, since it means there's no one around to tell her off, and whatever she's been inflicting upon people with her touch hasn't backfired horribly in her face yet.