[ He can feel himself being drawn closer to her, just as she wants. Shifts his hand in hers so she's holding all of it and not just one finger. He'd like to stay here too, by her side... even as he casts another glance to Petre. Yes, he'd stay by Petre's side too. He can't deny the frequency humming softly in his head hasn't felt this way since he was last connected to the station itself. Something about being all together with the rest of Adara is undeniably right.

But human needs can't be ignored for sustained symbiotic comfort. Petre is right to ask if she's hungry. It's been a while. ]

Uh... a week and a half? [ Time moves differently here than Earth, it's difficult to tell. And he doesn't want her worrying about that right away- she should focus on getting better first. ] There's some leftovers in the fridge, I can go heat them up for you-

[ A beat as he remembers. ]

Actually, the microwave is broken. We got a bunch of new hosts while you were out... one of them busted it. [ A sigh. ] I'll just use the oven.

[ He'll fix the microwave later. For now, he gets up from Angel's bedside, moving heavily. He doesn't want to part, not even for a minute, but again - human needs. She'd be find with Petre. Besides, though he physically heads out her door, his mental connection remains opens to them both. ]