[Billy keeps the bowl in one hand and reaches forward to push back Wests hair with the other as the little girl vomits. It's never nice to have vomit in your hair, though how he knows that he isn't entirely sure. He smiles slightly, keeping the bowl up as West finishes spitting.]

It's okay, better out than in.

[He pauses for a moment, glancing down at the basin of bile. Gross.]

You feel better now? Or do you think there's more to come?