It wasn't that he called her sir, it was more that Terrence just didn't know what was coming out of his mouth at this point. When Emma took the bottle from his hands, Terrence was ready to crawl under the covers and pass out (maybe grab a Crup and snuggle first). Holding out his hands, the left one perfect holding his hand-the right one a little sooty, Terrence slurred out, "No you.. nuh uh!" There was no way he was moving from his crossed legged position on the bed