The sound of his palm slapping against the tub wakes her up a little more and she glances down when he says the word seizure. It makes her think back to the car accident, hearing him say that in the ambulance, wondering what the hell had happened, what would have caused the seizure and now she has her answer, though it doesn't really do much to ease any fears she had about it.

If anything, hearing him say it was caused by the thing that's now causing nightmares and nosebleeds makes her worry more. She definitely doesn't want it to become a thing either and she chews her lower lip, squeezing his leg again, probably harder than necessary, because she's suddenly a little more freaked out.

"How's your nose?" she asks instead of any of the other million questions that seem to be flying around inside her head. She can ask him later or maybe things will make more sense when she's awake in the morning.