It's a charming backdrop to her tears, the sound of Ivan retching up water that she doesn't immediately understand even if she's generally aware that she's a damned nymph and he isn't supposed to slosh when he walks. She hadn't done it on purpose-- no, that's not exactly true--

If she could just make this stop, she could tidy it away and explain it away and they could just, they could pretend it never happened. If she could just get herself together.