That was a bit much for a morning with a head ache, though he knew Elijah was trying to be kind. "Thanks," was all he muttered. Elijah's offer of eggs was received with more enthousiasm. "Yes please." he said eagerly. He barely ever ate eggs. "Just give me a moment to freshen up." He made his way to the bathroom and washed his face. Ewww, dried up vomit. Then he realized he had splashed his clothes as well and tried to wash it out as well as he could. Had he vomited over Elijah as well? He could remember very little. Simon returned to the living room sheepishly.