[ Normally they'd think of his exhaustion as proof that humans are inferior to gems in every physical way, but... right now, it's understandable. A century of babysitting the other gems during hibernation has made them surprisingly adept at how to take care of people who need rest. ]

I'll bring things for you, then. [ They muse, standing up with a stretch and a yawn of their own. ] I'd carry you somewhere more comfortable, but I shouldn't be lifting anything for a few days...

[ Carrying him might cause their arm to fall right off again, and then he might fall on it and break his fragile human bones or something. ]

Is there anything other than stuff for you to sleep on that I'm supposed to get?

[ they've read about a variety of strange cures for illness in fairytales, none of which they are sure are true... ]