Bull pushes himself up to his elbows from where he had been sleeping not far from the man. He wasn't much better than Gaius, having finally woken from his own fever dreams not that long ago. But he shifts to grab the glass of water and offering it to the other.

"Bevi." The language the other had been speaking sounded close enough to Antivan that he could try a little bit of it. "Sei al sicuro" For a moment he wished Zevran was here, it would be easier with the elf around.