Well, there was no stopping him now. Zelda gestured to a chair that he could pull up, if he so chose. She had to admit, at least, that some conversation would be nice.

Zelda leaned back on her pillow and closed her eyes, partly to rest them, partly to think about what she wanted him to do.

"Would you mind getting me some water? There are cups in our restroom."

Might as well put him to work, she reasoned.