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Galen holds the cat firmly to his chest while continuing to suck on the vile teal drink.

Kyber seems to understand his place in the universe - protect his human while his other human is busy. And curls up on Galen's chest purring.

However the drink thing does get a curious sniff. Kyber does not approve.

"I know it smells awfully fruity and healthy," Galen tells the cat. "I'll hurry up. Down the hatch!"

And he finishes the vile stuff in one go.

Good. Now that's done the human can be still and comfortable and provide lovings for the kitten. Like a good human should. And as reward, the kitten with keep the human warm.

Got that, human? Good. Now behave!

Galen holds the cat on his arm and scritches the soft ears while dozing quietly by the fire. The purring helps, oddly enough.

Bodhi returns to find them both dozing, smiling to see them so happily curled up. He clears away the cup, replacing it with a tray of soup and fresh baked bread.

He kisses Galen's brow. "It's ready. My love."

Galen fully opens his eyes.

"Oh, Bodhi!" he says, as if that presence was again and ever a pleasant surprise to make him happy. "And soup."

"Who else were you expecting?" he asks with a light smile, which dies a little when he realises Lyra might well have nursed him like this.

He rallies and pushes the bowl towards Galen. "Eat up, then I'm taking you up to our room. We can put on a holovid and snuggle on the couch."

Galen had not been expecting anybody at all all, in that fugue state when sickness is kept at bay by absolute inertia.

"I love you," he says, instead of 'Yes', while reaching for the soup and trying to keep the cat stable at the same time.

Kyber gives a yawning yowl and settles a little further down in Galen's lap, happy to stay asleep if he can.

"I am feeling sorry for myself at the moment," Galen announces between two spoonfuls of soup, "but before I carry on, I should state that one, this is an incredibly good soup, and two, I am insanely happy and grateful to the Force, and this place."

"You're delirious." Bodhi chuckles, kissing the top of Galen's head. "Finish your soup."

"I'm not delirious," Galen says, "I love you. That's entirely sane and sensible."

But he does get on with his soup.

"I love you too." Bodhi laughs, sipping his own soup. "Is the flavour strong enough for you?"

"It is lovely and easily gets through despite the cold," Galen says. "The goo has no chance of clogging my senses with this one."

He grins.

"Probably too much information?"

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Bodhi chuckles and gives his shoulder a gentle nudge. "I plan to share my life with you. I think I can live with some oversharing."

"Well then," Galen says, mournfully, "know that there is far too much mucus on the mucous membranes of my respiratory system, but no way of replicating the effect where it would be actually useful."

"Hopefully the little bit of white chilli oil will help clear that up." Bodhi nods, putting his bowl down to scratch Kyber's ears. "And when we get upstairs I can make you a steam bath that will help too."

"If it smells less vile than this herb and berry drink I had?" Galen says.

Kyber, despite liking to be scratched, sniffs in the direction of the bowl Bodhi put down.

"My grandmother's recipe so I promise it'll smell good."

"No, little one. I don't think you want that." He gently scoops up the kitten before he gets too near the bowl.

"He wants it," Galen says, eating more of his own soup, "but it's probably not good for him."

"Probably not." Bodhi agrees, shifting the kitten away from to bowl. "I have some leftover chicken for you, Kyber monster. How about we go and get you that so you leave our food alone."

"Shall I hang on to him in the meanwhile?" Galen offers.

"Can you manage?" Bodhi sets the kitten back in Galen's lap. "Keep each other out of trouble for a moment."

"I am certain Kyber can do that," Galen says, putting both hands around the young cat and looking earnestly into his face. Than, he winks at Kyber because cats like that.