Lena warned him before wiping at the knuckle he had split. When she had cleaned it up, she wrapped a bandage around his hand. "That okay, love?" she asked, planting a kiss on his hand.
Thomas wiped at his eyes, but Lena being so sweet with his son still made him smile lightly. "Is there more soup?" he asked, though he waited until Lena was done with Jamie. "Didn't eat enough. Then you should prob'ly go 'n lock the door. I don't feel so good."