A muffled chuckle at the peck on the cheek. Nathaniel stirs the porridge and tastes it.

"There's butter in the porridge," he announces with satisfaction. "The fat will do you good." He listens to the story quietly, stacking his ham and the remainder of his egg on a piece of toast and crunching into it. At the end, he gives a kiss to the top of Anders' head.

"I am so proud of you," he says sincerely, with food tucked in his cheek. "It felt endless enough for me. It must have been harrowing for you and her. But you saved her. You're a wonderful healer, Anders."