As Dirk came closer he'd probably notice the way Jake was nearly hitching like a glitched computer program, with how badly he was shaking. He afforded Dirk a tired smile with his eyes more than anything else, bringing the cup of water to his lips and sipping at it.

"Slowly," Jade instructed, reaching out to smooth his hair absently. Wow, he was a sweaty mess. He didn't particularly want Dirk too close to him, because he was reasonably certain he reeked of vomit even if he'd been entirely clean about it. But at the same time, the contact on his shoulder was really pleasant. He brought his shaking hands down to about his midsection with the cup.

"I'll take a shower in a bit here," he offered. "Sorry to subject you to that, chap."