"I’ll take care of you, sweet boy.” Wesley murmurs, pressing a light kiss to Tyler’s forehead. Once they reach his cabin, he leads them inside, taking the pet back to his bedroom. “I’m going to take a quick shower, you lay down. I’ll be back in a few minutes, okay?” With a nod, he exits the room, showering quickly and changing into a pair of sweats before making some toast for Tyler, returning with a glass of water and the food for him. “Here you go. Small sips and bites, okay? I’ll make you some soup if you can eat this.” Wes replies, setting the items down on the beside table before climbing into bed beside the pet, slipping an arm around his shoulders.
Tyler didn't know if it was due to his current state or not, but he felt his heart warm up at the master's words and the kiss to his forehead. He was thankful for having Wesley's arm suporting him, knowing he wouldn't have made the walk to the other's cabin on his own. "Okay, don't take too long." He asked, taking his shoes off before climbing on the bed. The pet pulled the covers over his body as he was still cold, and rested his head on one of the pillows. He closed his eyes for a moment but no matter how tired he felt, Tyler knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Looking up and moving into a sitting position as Wesley came back, he nodded. He took the glass of water on his hands and drank slowly. But after his third bite on the toast, his stomach turned and Tyler put it back on the plate. “I'm done now." The pet said, hiding his face on the crook of Wesley's neck.