She grinned brightly as half of the baggie's worth of pills disappeared into the boy's mouth - there wasn't that much there, really. Four pills total, two tabs for each of them. She took a half step backward when the lightning god offered her the bag back, but didn’t manage to catch it until the next swing backwards, replacing it after with her ever-present bottle of water so he can at least swallow the contents of his mouth.
She’d wait until he was done so she didn’t choke him, and so she’s got her bottle back so she can polish off the rest of the baggie. With both empty bag and her water back in her pockets, her hands drive into his shoulderblades again, running into the push and diving off to the side before he swings back again. He was heavier than her, dammit.