Really, Dan Heng? You don't have to hide that you're not feeling well after all of that from us. We're your family, remember?

( She does reach out to press the inside of her wrist to his forehead, frowning as she lets it rest there for a moment or two before pulling it away. He's not burning up, but he's warmer than he normally is, and clammy.

And his pulse is fluttering, too, in a way that makes her really worried. She chews on her cheek for a moment before setting her shoulders. )

Come on, you're burning up. I'll help you to bed, okay?