[His hands are full of bags of food. He spared no expense when it came to bringing his son all the food he could possible want. As well as various drinks to help him wash it all down. He smiles softly as he climbs the stairs towards the boy's room. His heart practically breaking for him at the sound of his voice. It falls on his shoulders to help lift the boy back up though and so he will try to keep his voice light.]

I have a small feast for you to choose from.

[He holds up the bags.]

Salads, fruit, sandwiches, soup, cupcakes....[He pauses and looks down at the bags.]

And a few other things that I can't remember at this moment. I also brought a few of the canned drinks that they had available. You are welcome to eat as much of it as you could possibly want.