... Not as well as I could, to be frank.
Because of everything that happened, yes -

But I also have not eaten that much meat in my entire life... nor did I purge all of it.
I'm still dealing with the aftermath of that disgusting mistake.

[Just... gonna explain that as plainly as he can, apparently.

And now he's making his way over to the sofa, himself - holding not just his own cup, but also a cup of coffee for her on a nice little tray...
Because everything is unmixed. Milk, cream, and sugar are all in nice little cups on the tray alongside hers, just in case she doesn't trust him with it.]

... I'll likely be ill for a day or two more, but I'll survive.