That would be either in Tristan's room or in the guest room, and boy, how he hoped it was the latter. He looked up surprised when she got off the sofa and ran away, and he followed her. Oops. He had not realized she would be so sick. He stopped in the doorway. "Are you alright?" he asked when he saw her bent over a chamberpot. He didn't like the smell, but it also did not upset him as much as it might upset other people. He had been confronted with a lot of grossness in the asylum.