Will's gaze slid sideways at Tuck's miserable form, and he almost gagged on the stew as he swallowed the last little bit. For a second he considered if he could baby-bird the food into Tuck's mouth, but it was hard enough to swallow without gagging as it was, so he rid himself of the thought and set the empty bowl down. At least Tuck would eat now. He'd done that much.
"I'm done," he said quietly, getting up to fetch a cup of water. He needed to rinse the oily feeling out of his mouth.