Will took the pills without further thought, before he could worry his way out of them, and then examined the stew. It looked absolutely awful, but he had to choke it down. "I wish I could give it to you," he said, and averted his eyes to take a mouthful. It was almost like swallowing cold sick, but he had to end that thought or he would throw it back up again. He had to just keep chewing and swallowing until it was gone, or Tuck wouldn't eat tomorrow.