"Sure, of course," Jamie said. The microwave beeped a few minutes after she'd left, and he carefully grabbed hot dish and set it on the counter. He took one of the smaller bowls from the cupboard and ladled some soup into it.
Sticking a spoon into the bowl, he took that in one hand, and a glass of water in the other, and headed for the bedroom. "I come bearing food," he said, sticking his head around the door. "Such as it is."