allergies suck (Open)

Amaya chuckled. "Thanks, though I think I can blame this all on my sister. I had to raise her for a year, so..."
Amy then ran in with a steaming hot bowl of soup with a cover in it. "HEY!" she exclaimed. "Thanks for not telling me where you were!"
"Sorry. I was caring for Rhett."
She giggled. "It's okay." Then she held out the soup and spoon. "Here ya go!"

Ooc- sorry, things came up

Ic- Rhett stared at the bowl with a happy, childish look on his face. He took the bowl from Amy, fingertips twitching at the sudden heat of the bowl. "Thank you so much..!" The container was placed on the table and opened, releasing a cloud of steam. In went the spoon, to the liquid, and to Rhett's mouth. The Spring didn't even care that it was scalding hot, it tasted good. Good enough so that he didn't care that it probably was hotter than his own body temperature.