[He's not the strongest boy, but he's still able to lift carry her well enough. And he gives a soft smile as he glances towards her face, then walks towards her door. It's when he nearly steps on the container of chicken soup that he remembers its existence.]
Ah... That's right.
Rue... Would you like some chicken soup? Emil taught me...
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Ah... That's right.
Rue... Would you like some chicken soup? Emil taught me...