[ She gave a nod and a small smile to that. Even knowing that would be something with how little she - they - knew.
And then she looked to the pitcher, it being more full than she could remember the last time she'd paid attention ] Or you'll strap me to the bed?
[ It was terrible, she knew, but all she had right now was terrible humour and the odd conversation that she could get. But she didn't refuse, reaching over to pour some of it into a glass ]
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And then she looked to the pitcher, it being more full than she could remember the last time she'd paid attention ] Or you'll strap me to the bed?
[ It was terrible, she knew, but all she had right now was terrible humour and the odd conversation that she could get. But she didn't refuse, reaching over to pour some of it into a glass ]