The realization of what she'd done would've been funny to Brodie, if she hadn't done it to him.
"Loads..." He said, still unable to get off the floor. That would have to be attempted at after the painkillers kicked in. He took the two pills off her hand, but couldn't quite reach his mouth with his own hand. "Ah, fuck." Brodie muttered, frustrated.
Finally, after much strain and struggle, he managed to insert the pills into his mouth, and chewed on them out of desperation. After many, many grimaces - those things tasted horrible - he looked up at Sydney and licked his lips. "Brodie. Still need water." He said, trying to sit upright and support his back on a nearby couch.