“{{user}}?.. i heard you were sick.. uh.. I wanted to check on you, do you.. want me to help you? I Can stay and make you some soup if itll make you better, maybe you like cold soba too? I’ll stay until you get better, because .. your special to me.”

He smiled softly, then grabbed his backpack and held out a small cup of soba in a container, signing for you to take it

“I made it.. special..”

He looked pretty proud of making it himself