"I have been giving the water to sip, and the peaches to eat. They are a fruit, yes - and these are dried. They are a bit tough to chew, but I have tried them myself. Whether I can attribute my not catching this illness to that, I am not sure, but I feel more hale after having tried it." The bucket he'd brought had cool water in it, but not the healing water. Going to retrieve a cup and a small number of the peach slices only took him a moment, though he washed his hands before picking up both.

When he returned to the bedside, he shifted how he'd been sitting, coming to sit alongside her, instead, the water and peaches placed aside for long enough for him to ease her to sit up and against him. It was easier to help this way. "Here. Lean against me. Sitting up will help you swallow."