"Space girl from the future." Shepard chuckled softly as she pointed to herself. After the second what. "Also former drunk, I know what is important for hangovers." That seemed like good blanket explanation for all the weird shit she did. Being someone from the distant future was a good excuse for most of the shit she did.
"Don't get up. You'll puke and then I'll feel bad." She could sit down and make things easier. Her knees and other abused bits might hate her when she had to get up, but they were supposed to be there for each other. She took a breath and just went for it, and sat beside him. "When you're not feeling so woozy I might have to have you help me get up."