The call of her name made her frown in her sleep, before she jerked away, eyes staring up and flatly accusing, like they expected to see someone else standing there. "What do you want Norf -- oh, sorry my lady. Forgive me. I thought you were someone else." Bit silly really, she looked nothing like Norfolk.

Elizabeth immediately brought a hand up to her head. The alcohol wasn't wearing off even slightly. Just been made worse and she cleared the sleep from her eyes to wake herself up. She forced herself up in her chair, though it was a little bit sluggish.

"How goes it with you?" The question came out on habit.