[After a little rummaging, he found the pill bottle and a glass on the side of the sink. It was probably used for tooth-brushing, but he didn't much care about the lingering taste of mint. He filled the glass, shook three or four aspirin out into his hand, and swallowed them with half the water. Then he finished off the glass. He rinsed it, refilled it, and carried the pill bottle and the glass back out to Sam.]

Here. [He handed them off and stood besides the bed a moment. He could do this. Try to stay calm and not spook his brother any further.] We should think about breakfast, dude. You'll feel better when your stomach's not empty.

And I'll feel better after a shower and some quality time with my toothbrush. [He gave Sam a lopsided grin and wandered back out into the living room to find his bag he'd dumped off before their pub crawl.]