"Yeah, he's an immature jerk," she confirms. Most older men in power are, she had come to learn. Maybe she's just feeling especially bitter now though because she also doesn't feel well.

"Huh," she hums though, about that little tidbit. "It wasn't being sick, but I do remember one time being really out of it? The Morgans were there when I woke up and felt better, which was nice." It's all still a bit of a blur, honestly, what happened exactly. She remembers waking up though to Reyson draped over the end of her bed, Feldspar working on something, and Misto with his head by her side and hand in his.

"But also kind of embarrassing? Like, I don't want all that fuss over me." At least, not like that. Other kinds of fussing are fun.