[So NOISY and her head hurts and she is so tired. Just. Give her a moment okay.
Okay.
Oka- is that water in a bowl? Did they run out of cups???
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath for a moment, two moments, three, then heaves herself up to sitting. It makes her head swim. It hurts, not from injury but from pure overexertion, but she knows how to keep her eyes closed and breathe and wait for the pain to tick down to manageable. And then - okay, the bowl is going to be a bit of a problem. She stretches a hand slowly, touches fingers to thumb to test her coordination, squeezes her kneecap to test grip strength. There's a bit of a tremble, but sloshing water on herself isn't the worst thing she's ever done in front of strangers. The whole station is like one big hospital. Life is just like that now.
It does, in fact, slosh. Quite a bit. Sleep is dragging at her, and her balance is off, and the bowl pitches a bit too far to one side and a bit too far to the other before she can get it to her face and slurp a few mouthfuls down. And she's not enough of an idiot to try to drink too much when she's dizzy and probably dehydrated, so she braces it against her collarbone and closes her eyes again and waits for the mild queasy feeling to settle.]
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[So NOISY and her head hurts and she is so tired. Just. Give her a moment okay.
Okay.
Oka- is that water in a bowl? Did they run out of cups???
She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath for a moment, two moments, three, then heaves herself up to sitting. It makes her head swim. It hurts, not from injury but from pure overexertion, but she knows how to keep her eyes closed and breathe and wait for the pain to tick down to manageable. And then - okay, the bowl is going to be a bit of a problem. She stretches a hand slowly, touches fingers to thumb to test her coordination, squeezes her kneecap to test grip strength. There's a bit of a tremble, but sloshing water on herself isn't the worst thing she's ever done in front of strangers. The whole station is like one big hospital. Life is just like that now.
It does, in fact, slosh. Quite a bit. Sleep is dragging at her, and her balance is off, and the bowl pitches a bit too far to one side and a bit too far to the other before she can get it to her face and slurp a few mouthfuls down. And she's not enough of an idiot to try to drink too much when she's dizzy and probably dehydrated, so she braces it against her collarbone and closes her eyes again and waits for the mild queasy feeling to settle.]