Lee manages to open their mouth and swallow it dry. They're really good at swallowing pills. It doesn't have an immediate effect, but they know it's coming and hopefully it will be good because it always helps, right? They paw at his chest, their arms cold where his shadows are wrapped around them. "It's cold." The walls are moving in a kind of sinuous dripping motion and whenever he speaks they can see the air vibrate like the plucked strings of a harp. All they want to do is sleep it off but the noise won't let them. Their heart is beating like a hummingbird's, pupils stretched wide across their eyes.