Newt nodded when she suggested toast. That sounded like something his stomach could handle. He'd had it a few times and it tasted good with butter but it wasn't too heavy or greasy. He could probably add a bit less butter but it would suffice.
Coffee he wasn't so sure about. He had found out quickly that he definitely prefered hot tea to the taste of coffee, but he supposed he could give hot tea a try as well. Lydia mentioning the pain pills had a relieved sort of expression pass over his face.
"Lydia, you're brilliant," he said. He was extremely grateful for all her help since he arrived. He couldn't say how the food would help his stomach or that the tea or the pain pills would help, but what he did know was that he would get better and next time... if there was a next time... he wouldn't drink so much because this was never going to happen again.