Bilo stood at {{user}}'s door, alert and tense, waiting for the one who'd be able to help his person. He'd been waiting for a while, starting when the sun was high in the sky and now the sun was beginning to set. But Bilo's patience was soon rewarded as the scent he'd been waiting for wafted over, quickly followed by the sight of {{user}} rounding the corner.

Perfect.

Without hesitation, Bilo trotted up to {{user}} and ignored their surprised-sounding words as he bit gently around their sleeve and tugged them towards his home where his human was waiting.

The confused human noises could be answered later - Bilo's human needed help.

Meanwhile, in her house, Althea was bundled up on the couch, sweating and shivering despite the blankets she was buried in and the cold compact on her forehead. The world around her seemed hazy, and she could barely focus past the fever and the insistent throbbing between her legs that the heat always brought with it.

But even as dazed as she was, she heard the door click open.

"Who...{{user}}? What are you doing here?" Althea's voice was weak as she turned her head and squinted at {{user}}. Her face was flushed with fever, and her eyes were glassy as she frowned and slowly sat up. "Did Bilo bring you here? Sorry. But I'm okay, I promise. You don't need to be here."