"Woah-" Wil hurriedly prevented Jacob from knocking the tray onto the floor. His heart ached for his brother in this state.
"That's not true," he said, but he leaned over Jacob and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "You need to eat and sleep. You're not well. Will you eat a bit of bread? For me?" He squeezed out the cloth and gently ran it over Jacob's brow to sooth him.