[Getting to his feet, Mox drags Cass slowly upright as well and helps her to the sink.] All right, I'll be right back, stay here.
[He feels for her, he really does, but a piece of him resents her a little, too — although, nowhere near as much as he resents himself — because now he's right back where he started and he might as well just quit talking to Dave all together, because there's no point trying to patch the friendship, now. Not when there's a very real chance that it'll just crumble at the whim of the network showing his indiscretions again, anyway.
It doesn't take Mox long to head to her kitchen and retrieve a couple of bottles of water before heading back up the stairs to her bedroom and then the bathroom within. Mox puts one of the bottles down on the counter beside her.]
Drink and spit a couple times and then I'll help you back to your room, okay, babe?