Eric is only saying the words. The command doesn't come from within him, doesn't reach into her, doesn't compel her like it should. The old Eric rarely ever had to command her to do anything but now she misses that feeling more than ever.

She flings the blanket off her head anyway.

And yep, her face has gotten worse.

There are also bright red blotches of blood under her eyes because she's been crying.

It's not a good look.