Ari was already wandering towards her bathroom, using the wall to keep her balance. Walls were convenient that way. "I can make it," she insisted, which might have been more believable if she hadn't tripped over a stack of books - when had that gotten there? - and barely caught herself before she went down to her knees. It was a good thing, too - the dizziness was worse now, and she really might have considered sleeping on the floor.
Fortunately, aside from stacks of books and shelves of various curios, the flat was fairly easy to navigate, being open and not suffering from an overabundance of walls. The different 'rooms' were partitioned off with furniture and the occasional wooden pillar, and the only door led into the tiny bathroom. She stumbled in there, grabbed her toothbrush, and if she then had to lean against the wall and slide to the floor, well, at least she was brushing her teeth, even if she was sitting down.
"I'm fine," she called, though since she had a full mouth of foam, it probably came out too garbled to understand. She eventually spat the foam out and rinsed her mouth, and if she did it from the faucet attached to the bathtub, well, it was closer to the floor, and at least she had done it at all. "Not my first time," she muttered, using whatever she could grab to get herself back to her feet.