Yrsula's throat was dry, raw, and tired from all the question-and-answer nonsense that Tobias had forced her to participate in. There were many things she wished she could request or say - water being one of those things, but he never let his grip on her up enough for her to be able to say something, let alone ask for life-giving water.
Hopefully he would ask her about what humans needed to live, because she felt like she would die without nature's pure, clear nectar that she could hear splash against the rocks just outside the window. Even though it was salt water, the idea of any kind of refreshment tortured her as the crisp taste of water entered her memory and caused her to salivate a little, which gave sweet relief to the parched stretches of her larynx.
