Ruh Roh (One on One)

She came up about half an hour later, holding some noodle soup and buttered toast and tea, peering in anxiously.

 

She softened, coming over to him and setting the food on the bedside table.

 

“Hey, you,” she said, glancing down at him. “Are you hungry?”

 

She looked down at him, sitting on the edge of the bed and offering him the plate of toast.

"How are you feeling?"

 

"Well... get some food in you and you'll feel better."

 

She looked over at him almost a little nervously before squeezing his hand.

"Of course."

 

"I love you too. Eat. I'll stay here," she said, shifting next to him in bed.

 

She shifted, folding her wings against her back before resting her head against his shoulder.

"Thanks for not killing me."

 

She laid back against the pillows, looking up at him.

"It's awful, huh?"

 

"You did too. You know how it feels."