"Mmmm," Riku teased, even daring to tickle the Prince a little, "Let me seeeee, mmmm, welllll," Riku moved the tray between them. "Yes, I think this is for you." The soup, and bread. "What kind of Beloved would I be if I didn't at least consider that you'd want to eat?" And because of this smart thinking, the soup was still covered and hot.
"And for you, Miss Terra," Riku said, putting her bowl down on the ground. At least they could insist that SHE not eat on their bed.
"Don't eat too fast," he warned the Prince, handing him a soup spoon. "I don't want to push your stomach."