She had no idea how much time passed with her dead to the world. Long enough at least that she was feeling less confused and fuzzyheaded. She wouldn't have lasted much longer in her previous state without either succumbing to her exhaustion or full-blown madness. It might have been sneaky and underhanded to slip her a potion against her will, but she was thankful. Without him taking it upon himself to do what he believed she needed done, she would've wandered away from his flat in worse shape than she arrived.