He returns that light grip on his hand and smiles down at her. And laughs at her stomach making such a sound.

"That is clear enough, isn't it. Here, I'll help you sit up again. Shokudaikiri suggested a rice porridge with strawberries and a little cream. It's cooled off quite a bit by now, but I'm sure it will still be delicious."

Getting her propped up against some pillows against the wall, he can start to spoon feed her. He carefully doesn't put too much on the spoon, and holds it so near her lips that she barely needs to move to take a mouthful.