Silever eyes watched Aoba, narrowing with the spread of Declan's frown. He left the door and delivery to ren and Ghost, the construct explain to the Allmate that pressure against the door would open it, so all he had to do was tap it with a paw. The door opened and the delivery droid stepped in with polite greetings, following Ghost's instructions to take things into the kitchen. Bad timing or good, one could only guess, since more noise filled the small space they all shared when the delivery droids with the bed arrived right on the heels of the emergency order. Not sure what else to do, Declan moved up the couch and knelt down to cup his hands over Aoba's ears, large palms blocking out most of the noise and muffling the rest.

"Please, just leave everything and go?" Declan rumbled, his voice the only clear sound for Aoba. the droids excused themselves, Declan apologized and thanked them, and when the door was closed and everything quiet again, the Titan carefully withdrew his hands and looked at Aoba upside down from where he hovered.

"I'm going to make the tea. I'll bring a glass of water and the medications," he murmured softly, waiting only long enough for Aoba to speak or protest in some way before he would move to fulfill his words.