Jake disappeared around the corner of the hallway in search of blankets. He didn't mind catering to Jennifer's whims. She was sick. And he would hope that she would do the same for him if he came down with a feline flu.
Oh, he really hoped that he didn't catch her cold. He had an exam coming up in his cooking class. He had to demonstrate the proper technique for baking tiramisu. That could be difficult if he was sneezing all over the ingredients. And he didn't think his classmates would appreciate that either. (Especially since their taste buds were part of his grade.)
He found two blankets in the hall cupboard and floated them back into the living room. Oh! Did they have a guest? He wondered if he should put on some more tea. Jennifer could use the fluids.
Jake spread open the blankets and let them fall to wrap around Jennifer's shoulders. He was good at that. Perhaps he ought to consider a new career as a live-in nurse maid.