"Only one?" A look of disbelief crossed his face. "That must have been a large thing to have caused such discomfort. I'm guessing a cake, then." What else would a baker make that would be large enough that to eat it in one sitting would make you sick? "Unless, of course, you were experimenting in extraordinarily large danishes." He chuckled.

He watched the man move, giving a small frown. "Should you be working in your state? Though if moving causes discomfort, I suppose getting out of here wouldn't be a high priority. All that walking about and all." A shame, really. He would have liked to speak the this fellow somewhere more private. But if he was stuck here, it wasn't like the opportunity wouldn't come up. "No, probably better to let your stomach settle before you go strolling about. Perhaps nibble a piece of bread. It might help."