Carefully, so not to jostle him and cause any more pain, she slipped her arm behind his shoulder, and she drew the cup to his lips. "Sip, rinse and spit. Repeat." She repeated, just in case. She felt the tension in his shoulders, and knew he was in pain. But there was only so much she could do at a time.
"This place doesn't bring you here for you to die. So... Borrow some of my stubbornness and kick this in the ass, Rawdon." Shepard didn't know who she was cheer-leading, herself or him. She had never been the sort to just give up. Well, not until the very end. But this wasn't the end damnit.