"Very wholesome," and they could stop talking about food. Felt lucky that his stomach wasn't trying to object to what he'd managed to get down on top of the medications. Wasn't going to try his luck further, either.

Couldn't help how he relaxed that much more with every touch, letting out a slow but steady breath. Head tilted just a little against Jack's hand. "Can't help but fuss over you," for very obvious reasons. Still kept that sort of soothing connection through their bond, not letting go of it yet.