"Right then, I'll be right back with a nice cuppa and some toast. Merlin knows when was the last time you ate." Gideon mothered as he left her room and down the stairs to make up a tray. While the kettle boiled he made some lightly toasted bread a long with a pat of butter on the side. Figgy might not be up for the richness of butter.
Soon he was coming back up the stairs with a full tray figuring he might as well join her and keep and eye on her.
"All right love, I've got the tea, let's sit you up."