"No... mum's a bit of a gourmet, or thinks she is. She sent a few chicken dishes, and a potato salad she knows I like. I always complained about heavy food while I was in school. Living here again, she thinks it's her duty to see I eat..." Was he considering it? Was she considering it? Having him in her rooms seemed suddenly like something very, very dangerous...
And something that she wasn't really going to second guess. "And a lemon cream cake, of course."