"You mean you could tell her," he pointed out, with a half-smile for the first time since entering the hospital. He was happy to hear that she'd made some progress on the situation, but he didn't expect that he would be able to read and write again by tomorrow morning — and if he was, the fact that Miss Chevalier had narrowed things down would hardly still be relevant news.

"I'm sure you'll get the recipes soon, Miss Chevalier," he continued. "Macrae is very dedicated to his work. His work just doesn't typically include managing my medical care." He let out a short huff of breath, somewhere between a chuckle and a sigh of exasperation at the situation in which he'd placed himself. "But, to answer your question, no. I can't imagine I'll need anything else. You've already done more than you know," he said, thinking of Billie.