At the very least, she manages to make it far enough to sit, bringing her back to rest on the adjascent wall, her hand landing on his wrist when Nick goes to help her. The strain alone has her gasping seconds after his question. She must have spent too long in bed to have this much trouble getting out of it. Plus her brain is pounding.

"Had better hangovers, but yes. Loud and clear."

She groans, rubbing her temples.