His fingers released and let Theodore take his hand back, returning his own to his lap as he sound there, slightly hunched forward. "Greg is good things." It was weird to think about Goyle like that, speak of him like that - he had always seemed nothing more than one of Draco's hulking sidekicks back in school days.
But he was doing good things. He was taking care of Theodore - cared about Theodore. So he couldn't fault him.
"Nothing you don't want," he agreed. "But maybe you'll want something. You used to like to eat. What foods did you like?"