She watched Eliot as he entered and left, taking the water from him silently. He was next on her very short list of people to talk to, but he'd wait. Once he was gone she returned her attention to Nate as he drank. She didn't want to hold the glass for him, but she would if she had to. She wasn't sure how much of the trembling was from withdrawal and how much was from the little break down. Not that it mattered.