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The elf returned quickly, and arranged a traylike contraption that would allow River to eat while remaining in bed. Stephen looked on, mostly because he was unwilling to look away, then find that he had imagined her return after all. When Aloysius had gone, Stephen moved a chair to the bedside, close enough that he could reach River. "You should eat what you can, but do not force too much. I can hardly imagine the state of your digestive tract."