Hazel summoned one of her ceramic mugs from her room, caring not in the least that it was the one with the chipped handle that came zooming down the stairs into her hand. She sat down carefully next to Ernie on the couch, using her wand to fill the cup with cool, clear water and passing it to him. She was this close to bringing the cup to his lips and bidding him to drink... but she knew from experience that grown boys didn't generally like to be nursed, even if they looked like they needed it.
"I did, but you don't have to tell me right now. I just," want to take care of you, "just want to help. However I can."