Oh god, of course there was. Henry looked over at the coffee maker and he raised his eyebrows, impressed. "I think that's nicer than the ones I have used when I worked in cafes."
Then he glanced back at Luna and smiled, "I did make it. It's my mom's recipe. When I was sick as a child, she made his for me. And now, looking at that coffee machine, I feel like this offering of chicken soup is...a little pathetic. But I hope he likes it anyway!"