Jessie
*The butler would go into a room and grab a blanket for Ishikawa, just to make sure he doesn't freeze to death or whatever his shivering is for. He would then deliver the soup to the hungry lad, but definitely not the meat pie... That wouldn't do for someone this exhausted. Delos then would start washing the counter.*
Dennis
*Ishikawa smiled appreciavely at Delos. He didn't have to do this for him, even if it was just to keep him from dying at the counter. He was greatful, truly. As the soup was placed in front of him, he restrained himself, eating carefully and deliberately. Shaking, he'd sip slowly on the soup.*
Jessie
*Delos would react with internal annoyance at Ishikawa's smile, he's not helping him because he wants to, it's because it would leave a bad taste in his mouth if he let someone die infront of him. That smile of Ishikawa's makes it seem like Delos did something because he's an altruistic person... It's really annoying and he wishes he'd stop smiling at common decency.*
Dennis
*Unfortunately, Ishikawa seemed like he wasn't shown much common decency in any regard. Adventurers seldom were, unless they were well-known. It made sense, no one really likes dirty bloodthirsty 'heroes' busting into their towns and demanding food. Not all of them were like that, but a good chunk were. Ishikawa eventually finished the soup, sniffling. He fought back a cough, a small bead of sweat falling off his pale face. It at this point was likely called into question how Ishikawa had survived at this point.*

*Ishikawa weakly pushed the bowl away, and proceeded to pass out onto the counter.*
Jessie
*Ishikawa would finally sleep his healthy recommended time of 8 hours, and would wake up in the same tavern... If he were to look outside it would look pretty dark, but it's certainly not the pitch of black. The blanket, still resting on his back, would shield him from the nights chills. When he woke up he would immediately notice Delos with a bucket and some cutlery, washing the dishes, now Ishiwaka doesn't know how long he's been doing that, but it's been before he woke up.*

*Delos wouldn't take note of Ishikawa awaking and would just continuing washing the cutlery, it's strange that he's still here, since he said that he wouldn't work beyond the next hour.*
Dennis
*Ishikawa blinked lazily, groaning. Waking up was always a problem. Well, going to sleep was also a problem, which is why he preferred not to sleep at all. He moved his head off of the counter, softly wheezing shortly after. He was still sick, but not nearly as bad as he had been earlier. Instinctually the Kitsune pulled the blanket tightly around himself, his ears perking up at the sight of Delos.* 

"I thought you left?" *He tilted his head, confused. It was also pretty late...*