[She lets him get used to the taste of the soup, mixing sugar into the tea wordlessly. The worst of her fever had yet to break, but she's yet to get through the cotton headed phase.
This time, she holds the cup to his lips more gently, not forcing it down his throat. She only keeps her hands on it to steady it.]
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This time, she holds the cup to his lips more gently, not forcing it down his throat. She only keeps her hands on it to steady it.]