Oh, right, just a joke. She'd probably have realized it sooner if she hadn't been so distracted. More slowly this time, she straightened herself out. She managed to stay upright without assistance, although she was grateful for the consideration. The girl turned fully to face him and offered Ven a weak smile as both thanks and encouragement. "N--" Ugh. "No, it wasn't your fault." She almost shook her head but thought better of it. She was beginning to feel better, but that was still not a good idea. "Sorry for being so much trouble." Taking a deep breath and letting out seemed to help. "But you got us here anyway, so... thanks, Ven."

Upon Roxas' return, she shifted to look his way and caught sight of the oatmeal. It didn't look particularly appealing, but she didn't much care. It wasn't as if she had a choice, anyway. "Maybe." She certainly hoped it would, anyway, because the alternative was not exactly preferable. "Thank you, Roxas." Perhaps just a little more slowly than would normally necessary, she stepped over to the table and took a seat.