He was really glad of the change of destination by the time they got to JOsh's room, because he was way too happy to just collapse in a chair and wait while Josh made up the bed.
"They usually have sugar, actually," he pointed out once he'd managed to focus enough on what Josh had said to rewind it and process the content. "I...water's fine for now. Really. I promise I'll choke something else down later?" He was trying not to sound plaintive, but it probably wasn't working so well. The prospect of dealing with a tube up his nose, down his throat, or anything else just then - and especially in front of Josh - was more than he could handle.