Vanderly watched, wincing every time Pookie did, wanting to help but unsure of where to put his hands. Once situated he lifted a cup.  "Water first, then a little wine? Should help with the pain."  Scooting close, kneeling in the bed beside him he brought the drink to him. "I could drink it and put it in your mouth for you." He teased, though he wouldnt mind at all.