Chandara sets Pinecone down on her bed and rummages around in the trunk looking for her trail rations and water. She would try to give him a little food and drink for now. She opens her water skin, pouring a small amount into the lid, sort of like a small but awkward cup and tries to carefully hand it to him.

"Here, this is some water. You should drink it. Even if you don't feel thirsty or don't know what that feels like anymore. ...you do know how to drink things still, right? I mean, you can at least talk..."