You are obviously sick enough that... it has become an imperative issue that you receive treatment... [Robert frowns a little as he watches Helios teeter into a chair. Yeah, he needs to be sitting down, pronto.

He goes over to where the kettle is, preparing it, but he doesn't take his eyes off of Helios for more than a few seconds.]

... As soon as this tea is finished, I am... taking you someplace more conducive for rest. The kitchen is hardly sufficient.