"You been hittin' the Sunshine on an empty stomach?" he clucks his tongue. "I'm surprised I didn't get a call from Youda tellin' me you'd passed out half-way tangled in those silks.

"'Majima-san, help! We can't get her down!'" He does his best impression of a panicked Youda, trying to lighten the mood.

While Amelia sees to a food solution, Majima goes for lower-hanging fruit and fetches Harley a glass of water. Hopefully she's at least had the wherewithal to drink, but better safe than sorry. He sits further up on the bed, offering her the cup. "Oi, oi. Drink up. Should help get that stomach prepped for some food."