"My hands are too weak! I can't even lift them.." She seriously muttered gazing at him with her puppy eyes as they adorable blinked several times charmingly.
He didn't know if he should laugh at those serious, non-serious eyes of hers, with her around, he could feel himself living all over again, he felt like the past twenty years of his life were a total waste.
"But you managed to carry a plate full of food over from the kitchen up to here..." He chastised her but still held the tablespoon and began feeding her the cooked rice, spoon after spoon, he diligently did it... He was keen and attentive towards her and he didn't spill anything.