[Probably for the best, since when helping him up he had to pointedly avert his eyes at risk of being a creep.]
"Perfect"? Think you're overselling it, buddy. [Clearly you're just saying that to make him feel better about having crappy food options.]
[Hands him the cup, making sure he has a firm enough grip on it before letting go, and gets a few crackers for him, along with the medicine, turning back towards him fully once he's got that all settled. And if he can't help but glance at Keith's stupid chest like seven times while trying to avoid looking at it, well that's just Life For Shiro.]