Kevin lay quietly when she left, just feeling for a moment. He still ached pretty badly, and the spots still itched. But he could see more clearly than he had in days, and his head wasn't on fire.
He smiled when she came back in. "Oh, that's wonderful." He took a spoonful of the soup and moaned. "That is just... delicious. Thanks, Mum." He bit his tongue, but acted like he hadn't slipped.