Oh, monsieur, that's so thoughtful of you. [Her voice sounds as even as it did behind the door but being in the same room as her there's definitely a sort of dreamy quality to the way she's talking, like she's not quite awake yet after a nap.]

Maya was here, a little bit ago. She said I should eat something but I wasn't feeling up to it. [Regardless she reaches over and takes the hot chocolate in both hands to have a small sip.] Thanks.