Heine was doing another food run. Not because he was hungry (he had never needed to eat) but because Nill had insisted. The young girl had already expressed in her own way, her worry about his health on numerous occasions and although both were aware that his health was the least of his worries, he still compiled because it seemed to make her happy to be able to care for him.

So that's what he was doing in the kitchens in the first place. Heine rarely strayed very far from their room - only when she was napping or out visiting other friends - and besides which, he kept away from crowded places out of habit. He didn't think that anyone else would be in the kitchens, let alone puking their guts out. He doesn't recoil because of the puke though (that alone probably would have garnered a wrinkled nose) but because of Libby's gender. He freezes. Contemplates leaving and going to another kitchen but his words are already out of his mouth before he can stop himself.

"If you can't hold your own alcohol don't puke your fucking guts out all over the place where other people have to smell it."