At first Ashley isn't entirely she's being spoken too. Somewhere in the back of her mind though is a voice telling her she needs to pay attention.

Slowly lifting her head, staring bleary eyed at the woman for a moment.

"I... I think so," she murmurs, hating that anyone is seeing her like this. It's enough to make her shift, to move and sit up a bit, propped on her elbow. "Everything just hurts," she admits, her voice so soft as one shaking hand moves to take the glass to hold it as she sips. Managing not to spill it, even as she's trying to get her head straight.

"Think it was the seeds."