"Hurry and eat, or it'll get cold."
Barto moved the small table for their meal to Gu Ning's bedside.
Gu Ning glanced at the table, which was laden with food. There was a generous amount, but only two sets of utensils.
'Alex spent the afternoon sleeping by my side, so he definitely hasn't eaten yet. And Barto...'
Gu Ning's gaze shifted between the two males. "Barto," she started, "have you eaten...?"
Before she could finish, Barto sat down across from her, speared a large piece of stew with his fork, and dropped it into his bowl. "I haven't. You know what Cook's appetite is like. I can barely get a bite in when I'm with him."
Gu Ning said, "Oh."
She glanced over at Alex, who was standing nearby.
For the past few days, while she'd been sick, Alex and Barto had been taking turns staying with her and eating their meals with her.
Now, they were both here, and neither showed any intention of leaving.
'Ugh, this is tricky.'
"You two eat," Alex said.
