She's vocalizing something but what it is doesn't matter--what matters is that it's causing her pain. Eddie presses gentle fingers to her lips and lets out another quiet rumble. He sits upright so he can get the glass of water that he keeps on the table by the bed and holds it up to his mate's lips so she can drink. A sore throat needs hydration and something cool to lessen the pain. He can go back to scenting her and wrapping himself around her as best he can after she's had a drink. And after he maybe licks whatever water misses her mouth off her chin.