[ She titters a little to herself. ]

I'm afraid so. I wish I could give you something better tasting to wash it down with, but I think we both know that wouldn't be a very good idea.

[ She's a little nervous even just giving him as much food as she is right now, but... well, if it'd be dangerous to him, she's fairly sure a doctor wouldn't have recommended it. Probably. Hopefully.

She sets the tray down and then reaches out to carefully help ease him up into a sitting position, assuming he can get that far without too much pain. ]

Will you be alright to sit up and take this yourself or do you need help?