Nicholas nodded, still feeling tired but at least he was maintaining consciousness. "I didn't know what to do either," he admitted.
Patrick bustled back in, a bowl of chili in his hands. "I found this in the fridge. Here." He set it and a glass of water on the bedside table. "Do you want me to leave?"
"Stay," Nicholas asked, taking the bowl into his hands and spooning a large bite into his mouth. "You calm me down."
"Yeah, I have that effect on people," he admitted, letting his soothing aura expand around the entire room.