[He looked over Tony, his expression not losing any of its anxiety, before he stood up.] You've been electrocuted. We all have. That means we're down on fluids. Stay here with your mother ... your shock was probably worse because you had the suit on.
[He pushed himself up, willing his muscles to work for him while he looked the - ah yes - bar area. He walked over there, faintly unsteadily, pouring two large glasses of water. He grabbed a clean bartowel as well, and made his way back to the sofa. He pushed the glass into Tony's hand.] Drink all of it. I'll get you more in a moment.
[He dipped the end of the towel into the other glass, and knelt by Maria, gently wiping the towel against her lips, trying to get a small trickle of water between her lips.] Come one, sweetheart ... you've got to drink...