[Sinclair does quite a bit of shopping. He picks up some cold-related stuff - medicine, some cough lollies, tea packets and honey, some fruit etc - and then goes into the kitchens to pick up some food. Oria didn't look too well to eat like he normally did, so he picks up some soups heated and packaged. They should be light enough. What else did his mother use to give him when he was sick...? Probably not much else he could grab on campus and he didn't want to stray too far away.]
I'm back.
[He carefully sets down some off the bags, and puts soup of the table - warm food! He peers at the blanket cocoon on his bed]
Oria?
[Closing the windows now that the vanilla scent had vanished]
no subject
I'm back.
[He carefully sets down some off the bags, and puts soup of the table - warm food! He peers at the blanket cocoon on his bed]
Oria?
[Closing the windows now that the vanilla scent had vanished]
Are you hungry?