She waits to see how he's doing, before she picks up the water for whenever he's doing heaving his guts up. Patiently hovering but not pressing. He's not a man that did well with it. So instead she just holds it like she expects him to responsible.

"My first visit, would you believe? I've become rather accustomed to dodging such fates." It's a mild attempt at humour, at easiness.