[He smiled gently before drawing back as their food was brought. There was a soft murmur of thanks before he picked up his fork thoughtfully.]

I'm not. I know I'm well looked after. Ronald, too. If anything does happen there is an infirmary here and I do have a first aid kit for the more minor stuff.

[Using his fork, Alan cuts a bit of crepe off and spears a stray bit of strawberry before eating it and chewing thoughtfully. A look of delight and soft hum obviously making the fact that he liked it known.]