"Anyway, I should go tell Sherry you're doing okay. He's probably awake by now."
She grabs another brownie.
"Yeah, thanks." Bella looks at the mountain of chocolate-related food. "Am I allowed to eat anything that doesn't have chocolate in it for the next while?"
"You can if you want. But chocolate is tasty and it helps, so why would you?"
"It's just weird to have it for breakfast." Bella shrugs and takes a cookie.
Tony leans over and hugs her.
"See you later," she says, and goes.
Bella continues to munch on things. She tries some of everything there is within reach, in little pieces. For variety.
"Hi," says Bella, scritching him on the head since her hand is already right there. She offers him a coconut cream filled chocolate truffle.
"You didn't set me on fire or drool on me, but you did definitely fall asleep," says Bella. "How are you doing? I have decided to kill all the Dementors that there are."
"And brand new, that sucks. I wonder if the other brooms are okay. I - think I fell."
"I want to go see how Sherlock's doing. You probably aren't supposed to move around, though, I don't even know how you got all the way over to flop on me."
"Even on painkillers it's got to be hard to balance on a broken leg. Well, it would be for me, maybe that's not a fair comparison." Bella slips out from under the covers.
She scritches him again, takes a stick of Pocky, and ventures out of the room.
If she looks for Sherlock, she will find Tony guarding his door. Or at least sitting on the floor in front of it with a sketchpad and pencil, drawing brooms.