With the walls and ceiling adequately charmed, Fallon sat on the edge of the bed with a grin. Unpacking the basket could wait for a minute or two as they exchanged greetings. Besides, assuming no nurse thought to check in on him, they had a decent while yet. "Well, I figured since you haven't spent any time outside since your accident I'd bring outside to you." Fallon gestured towards the enchantments as she spoke. If he listened close enough he might even hear an owl hooting in the background.

Once the explanation was out of the way, Fallon pulled the basket into her lap and spread its contents onto his small dinner table. The meatpies weren't anything to write home about, but they had to be better than hospital food. "Malou made us cookies again, the angel that she is. We have cocoa and some grape juice. I would've brought wine but with the pain potions it didn't seem a good idea..." Fallon rambled, an unexpected display of her nervous tic. "I'd have done better if you weren't in the hospital, obviously. That was just a tad non-negotiable."