"Muh." Isabelle slumped in her chair.
Her word may not have been intelligible, but the intent behind it was clear enough: a complaint. Misery. Grouching.
Alexander looked up from the book he read with a sympathetic and tender smile, expression softer than usual. "Did you need something, Isabelle...?"
She huffed, turning her head toward him. "M'thirsty...Alex..."
"Ahhh." He got up, heading to the table to grab the water jug for her, pouring her a cup and adding ice cubes, just how she liked it.
He brought the water to her.
She gulped it down greedily, sighing as it cooled her throat. "Yay."
She held up the empty cup hopefully, making a grasping motion. "More please..."
He refilled her drink as she requested and handed it back to her with another smile. "Of course."
"Oh yeah." She sipped from the cup again.
"...Thanks. Mm..." She took the cup from him. "Thank you. Do I get a kiss as well?"
Alexander doesn't get enough attention, so I didn't want to skip out on his opportunity to spend time with Isabelle before she got better!