Adrian looked at her curiously, beginning to realize that maybe something was up. It he were a little more observant, he would have put all the signs together and figure it out for himself. But, alas, he was not and he was still blissfully oblivious. He moved over to where she was sitting, and sat down next to her, placing the bag in front of him. Jackpot immediately came over to sniff, and Adrian pushed him away.
"Does it have to do with why you've been pissing all the time?" he asked, reaching into the bag and pulling out one of the biscuits. Though he kept his eyes on her. "And why you threw up on my pillow?" He just thought that she was ill, that perhaps she had some kind of strange flu that would give her those symptoms.