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[tempredmental]

[The video pops on with a "Li!" and it's clearly a shot of a ceiling somewhere. It was hard to tell right away. The Litten rattles off a few things in Pokémon language, very quickly, attempting to knock the Gear around a bit in the hopes that someone will hear the ruckus and answer.

There was also a concerned sounding Rattata attempting to help. However, the noise did eventually get the attention of the Trainer... a very congested, tired, and rough sounding voice responded.]

Guys... quit it. I'm trying to sleep.

[Keith coughed a few times and then sneezed roughly in the background.]

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[heartofalioness]

Of course. [She takes the finished tray away from him.] You would do the same for me as well, yes?

[Probably with a lot less blushing on his part, riiiiight?]

[tempredmental]

[He nodded.]

Well, yeah. Of course.

[He smiled a little.

Maybe a bit less blushing... but, for now? In this moment? He was going to blame any color on his cheeks on a fevered flush.

Speaking of, he shifted a little. As comforting as it was right now to have his blanket wrapped close, he was starting to feel pretty warm. He moved so it was less constricting and to get some air.]

[heartofalioness]

[Good, she takes that as a sign his fever's starting to break a bit.]

I'll let you rest. Don't hesitate to ask us if you need anything more, of course.

[tempredmental]

[Keith gave her a small smile. He hated the idea of asking for help like this, but... Allura wasn't wrong. He knew they'd help him. They were a team... a family. That's what they did for each other. He nodded slightly.]

Thanks.