Iestyn shrugged, rolling his shoulder and tucking his arm in to get him to stop. "No crumbs in the sheets," he said. "Tell me when it's ready. ...please." He still felt so sick and anxious and tired over Addy and everything else, that he didn't want to be fussed over right this minute. He just wanted to curl up in a ball for another five minutes before he made himself face the day.