"Iestyn," Rhiannon said firmly, "medicine fights germs, but lemon and honey soothe your throat." If they hadn't been in hospital, she would have told him to take the sarcastic tone down a notch as well, but considering they had been through hell, she was going to let it slide. "It's good for you. Thank you, David, that would be good," she nodded.
Something about Rhiannon stepping in and putting a boundary in place made Addy feel more secure than she had in a long time. "We have to tell you about the drag show!" she said as excitedly as she could manage for her frail form.
"You do," Rhiannon nodded. "But for now you need to be careful of your energy. I very much want to hear about it, but I don't want you to crash."