Vash sighs. "Well, I think I've caused you enough problems with acting up already, haven't I?" He says with a soft smile. Reaching forward and picking up his own pill. It certainly looks like it goes in his mouth as he drinks just enough of the water to swallow down a pill. One he is carefully hiding away in the palm of one of his hands before he hands the bottle back to Azwel. "Here. You need it more than I do."

He doesn't want to forget, but he can understand why Azwel might. "Let's get dressed and out of here so we can leave." He moves to pick up his jacket, but stops when he sees how weak his friend is. "Whoa. Take it easy. Let me help you."