From Inside the Grey House:
Charlie came in, holding the door open for a man carrying a plate of food. The human, whose name Charlie had forgotten, placed the plate down on the folding tray next to the recliner. He then sat in another recliner waiting for Ben to notice him. Charlie went to the edge of Natalia’s bed, wanting an update. “How is she?”
“Feverish, disoriented, very thirsty. How about you? Did that nap do the trick?”
