His brow knit together and head cantered, lost as to what she meant. A hesitant smile clung to his lips. "Situations like what?" he asked through the confused grin. At least she was happy. Throwing up must have gotten rid of the excess in her system and kept her with a buzz that seemingly made everything funny to her at the moment.

He fell onto the bed with her tug. "I think it's a good idea to make sure you don't feel sick. You made me feel good when I drank too much. I wanna do the same for you, Baby." Derek took her shoulders between his hands and guided Inara to lay back again. Her breasts were exposed and he couldn't help glance before covering her up again. She would probably just sit up again. He seemed to have his hands full.