"Uhhh," she moaned, "I'm fine... really I a- HUAH!" came the dry heave. It would take her a few minutes of hovering over the chamberpot and not getting sick anymore for her to sit back on her heels. It took her even longer to realize she was, indeed, in his bed-chamber. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, she thought. "I am so... sorry..." she said with a shudder and weakly moved to grab the offending pot, "I'll take care of it."