She dozes off a bit, up until she hears the kettle. It pulls her out of sleep and she's fully coherent by the time he comes back. There's a bit of a frown as she watches him settle in further away, if only because she wants him in close. She wants to touch him and have him hold her, to remind the both of them that they're alive and everything is going to be okay.

However, the offer of pills and water are too tempting. She quickly works the bottle open so she can down a big gulp, and downs the pills on her second swallow. Her head falls back against the headboard and she sighs, eyes looking over to him.

"Everything hurts," she admits, trying to give a shaky smile. "I'm not sure I'd be able to hold anything down." There's a pause, as she tries to wiggle her leg to nudge him with it. "Besides, I don't want you going anywhere."