[Exiting the kitchen, he cleary hasn't seen you just do that. And out of his brotherly insticts, he holds out the self-made ice pack and smiles.]

There. Put this on your head, it should cool your temperature.

[He turns his head to the side and his face brightens. Which can't be anything good for you.]

Charles, do you want one of these? [holding up the vase of seemingly innocent carnations] I got a note with them, but it didn't say who they were from. [Why was that scent so alluring to him?]