Liliana eyed him a little suspiciously, not entirely certain that his indulgence wasn't just secretly sass. And then promptly decided it didn't matter, because either way, she was still being petted and indulged and he was allowed to tease her about it, so long as the rest continued.

"What kind of soup?" she asked, because that actually did sound delicious. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her that her head wasn't her only priority today.

And that most important question taken care of, she added, "And how are you feeling today, my darling?"

She remembered the weird vibe from the night before, even through the dreadful hangover.