Euri only spares a moment to look confused about his response, which she's pretty sure isn't a word at all even though it clearly has a meaning in her head. While he's in the kitchen she's taking the brief window of opportunity to see why she feels so ache-y. She moves the blanket a bit, getting a look at her body.

.... Dear god.

Her gaze snaps back up to Robin when he comes back, moving the blanket firmly around her chest again, but her expression is dumbfounded. It only worsens when she takes the coffee.

Well, it's not breakfast, but she's honestly not even sure Robin can cook, and she wasn't actually expecting anything. So coffee is nice. She starts blowing on it to cool it down.

".... Tired. And hungry. And, uh..." Euri hesitates, before adding in a sheepish tone. "Sore. Really sore."

Then she takes a sip of the coffee.

".... This tastes funny."