Sonya had specifically requested something from "the bakery", and Henry had taken the opportunity to interpret that loosely, bringing an assortment of croissants, cupcakes and muffins, all featuring chocolate. When the nurse had shown him into the room, his posture immediately straightened on noticing the other gentleman, no doubt Sonya's husband.
"Chocolate pastries, as requested," he said to Sonya, holding up the box. Setting it aside, he extended a hand toward the man. "Henry Tudor. You must be Shang Tsung. Please accept my deepest apologies."