Heath's eyes widened a touch when Romilda sat up. She should be more careful about sitting up so quickly making herself ill! He was going to have to take care of her. There was just no other way. He couldn't let her out of his sights now that he had her in them. No no. He must make sure to stay close by. Unless he had to use the loo. But there was nothing for that. Otherwise, he would remain right by her side to make sure that she was okay.
"Home tomorrow? That's brilliant! I'll just stay here tonight and then I can get you back to your place tomorrow and we'll make sure everything is set up." He glanced back at the helicopter in his hands before looking up to her. "The box said it was called a helicopter. I call it a twirly-bird. Looks a bit like one. It's even got the twirly bits on the top, yeah?" Taking out his wand, he tapped it on the helicopter and watched it lift out of his hand. "I thought it might help you feel a bit better, you know? To see it."