[He takes in one deep breath, then another, accepting the support, while he tries to focus. After a few seconds of that he's able to force it to level out, and he swallows as if to hold down both the pain and his reaction to it.]

I can get it. I just--

[Well, he was going to go get it himself. But when his legs go out of under him despite himself he decides it's probably better to let Mikado help. Otherwise he'll be stuck riding out the initial attack, and that's been up to an hour-long affair in the past.]

Nggh-- I-In the bedroom. There's a bottle on the end table...