Seamus raised an eyebrow at her response and made a note on her chart to check after she'd been given the food that she'd actually eaten it and whether or not she'd kept it down.
"Fine," he returned with a glance her way before he put her chart back where it belonged. "Jus' keep in mind tha' I'll know if ya eat yer meal or no'. An' if ya don't then ye'll be findin' yerself with a meal companion." He looked at her with a look that said he'd meant what he said even though she was busy glaring at the wall.
"As fer a blanket, I'll get yah the best Mungo's has ta offer yah." He smiled and a hint of humor touched his eyes as he turned and walked to the door of the room. He paused a moment and turned his face to glance over his shoulder at her like he wanted to say something more but opened the door and exited the room instead.
Once he was out in the hallway with the door securely shut and charmed against her getting it opened if she tried, he sighed and closed his eyes because there was something more he wanted to say. He had so many questions that had swum through his head over the years. However, he was torn about how he felt now that he saw her again. Words and memories continued to swim through his mind, stirring up mixed emotions.
"Yer a healer first, Finnigan. The rest will sort itself out. Maybe." He spoke softly to himself in the empty hall and set off to find the medi-witch covering the room to bring the food and blanket for the patient within.