He didn't give a reaction to her words, but he heard them.

Out in the hallway, after the door was closed, he shook his head at himself and scrubbed a hand over his face.

Wasn't he turning out to be a great welcome committee?

Looking down at the cup in his hand, he headed off to go find a refill for it.

When he returned it was with a tray. With help from a nurse he was able to put a small meal together, and then he sent her off to tell Dr. Mitchell Clarice was awake, while Bill took the food back to Clarice himself.

Walking through the door, he tried not to look as awkward as he felt. He set the tray with a sandwich, some fruit juice, and the prerequisite jello on it near her bed.

Clearing his throat, he gestured at it.

"Thought y'might be hungry."