[ She notices his aversion, and her gaze once again becomes concerned when he knocks the glass out of her hand. ] ....It's okay, it's okay. Just-- [ She's starting to put pieces together, the report of his eyes changing, the blood-red color of the pills in water, his hunger. Staring to.

There's just a little bit more information she needs, but she feels she's close to figuring this out. ] Just... please, tell me what you're feeling right now. What sensations does that liquid evoke? [ She's determined to help him through this. ]