Famine did indeed have water, and she pulled a bottle out of her bag, passing it to him once they were in the Uber. She gave the driver the address for the hotel, spending most of the trip in silence.
Once they arrived, she paid the driver, gently herded Patrick inside, and headed to the desk to check in. She'd sprung for a nicer room, because why not, and also she didn't know how long they'd be there. She got the keys, got them both onto the elevator, and headed to the 6th floor.
Room 624 was in the middle of the hall, and once inside, Famine stepped out of her shoes and sank down face first onto one of the beds. "I'm gonna order us some room service, I think," she told Patrick, though it was somewhat muffled by the comforter. "You can shower if you want, and then put on those clothes that Wrath sent. And we could watch a movie, or something, if you want."