"We're in a hospital," Iestyn croaked, taking the water. "I think they have this thing called medicine?" He was trying to make a joke, lighten the mood a bit.
David had half risen from his chair when Iestyn had started coughing, but sat back down when it was under control. "I can bring lemons," he said, pulling out his phone to make a note. "I grow them," he added, for Rhiannon's sake.