"I don't care if it's cold," Thomas said honestly. "I'll just drink it down. 'm tired. I might nap. Won' get much sleep soon."
Lena grabbed the bowl and helped Thomas finished off the soup. When he was done, Thomas did indeed look like he was going to pass out, so she leaned in to kiss his forehead. "I love you, Thomas. We'll be right outside, okay?"
"Mmm," Thomas nodded, inching down in the bed.
Before leaving the room, Lena ducked into the bathroom to grab Thomas' soiled clothes, and then she left Jamie to tell his father goodnight before he joined her in the kitchen.