[He cleans Falco up and helps him into bed - they can worry about the sheets later. All he can feel is just a sense of relief that Falco's home, he's home at last. He's just so damn happy for once in his life, and he lets that feeling linger for longer than he'd normally do. He keeps his heart light, though he's a little pulled down when he realizes the questions he still has to ask.]

[But he finishes the soup anyway and brings it to Falco, setting it on his bedside table and sitting down next to the other.]

... Just take it slow. I'm here for you.

[He's not going to ask questions until Falco has some soup in him, but once he does...]

It... might be a hard thing to answer but... do you know what... killed you?