Boyd does him one better, as he moves about the infirmary nearly silently: he fills up the pitcher and finds the straw. The pitcher goes close enough to the edge of the table so it's in reach. And Boyd finally angles the table so all the man has to do is pull it across to get what he needs.
"You put that thing out, now," Boyd directs. "Save it for later."
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"You put that thing out, now," Boyd directs. "Save it for later."