Sasha certainly didn't sound fine, but Nik wasn't at all sure what there was he could do to fix it. He could offer her what she'd asked for and make her happy in the now or he could not and hopefully make her happy later. There really was no way for him to make everyone happy all the time.
He was glad that she didn't move, though. She smelled nice underneath all the alcohol and she fit nicely against him. He'd always liked physical contact, it appealed to the beast side of him. Touch was bond and trust and comfort and safety.
"You're welcome," he replied. "Are you starting to feel better?"