Pippa looked to and fro, her eyes darting as if searching, but then she sat up, the blanket falling away enough to show that swell of her belly. There was a distinct, several toned ringing in her ears, she couldn't focus on anything as it was foggy.

She sighed tiredly and just sort of plopped back. She tried to work her dry tongue about a sticky and dry mouth. She felt a gentle arm about her as Pen lifted her enough to press a cup of water to her lips. She almost sobbed with relief as the cool water eased her thirst. She sobbed when the water was pulled away and heard a muffled command through the awful whistling. "Please?" She bleated out. Then she heard, "Sips, or you will get sick, darling. I am with you, I promise. Can you sip?" Pippa nodded, then the cup was to her lips and she sipped.