"That's alright, Gobo." Unfazed by the talk, he picked up the bowl and headed toward the kitchen with it. "I'll store the rest of it away for now, and you can try to eat more later. In the meantime I'll get you something for your stomach."

Pausing, he glanced back. "Have you taken the headache medicine I left?" At a grunt, he nodded. "Good. I'll be back in a jiff."