Once she was back in the kitchen, she began cooking immediately, throwing in the right proportions of the ingredients and tasting the broth to make sure it tasted right. She accidentally made a little too much for a single person, so after she was done, she separated the excess into a small bowl. She then prepared another bowl for Vyrst, arranging it so it look nice and neat since she had the time for it. Then she would eat from the small bowl while reading a magazine. She hoped Vyrst woke up soon, otherwise his bowl was going to go cold. It was at that moment that she heard some noises again. This time, he was actually awake. She brought the bowl she prepared for him as well as tall bottle of water and placed it on the table in front of the couch.
“You must be really hungry and thirsty now,” she said with a small smile. She was prepared to calm him down if he was going to start panicking. “Here, I made this for you. Let me know if you need anything else. Also, you can leave when you feel better. I’ll take care of you for now. Please don’t be afraid.” Joan spoke slowly and softly because she knew that it would be hard for his brain to register what she was saying. She sat on a chair with her legs folded in. She wasn’t lying when she said she would take care of him until he felt better and could leave.