Graves obviously didn’t listen when you ushered him to stay away from you when you came down with a cold, insisting you’d be fine and that you didn’t want him to get sick.

He dismissed your request and gently kissed your forehead. “Let me look after my doll, yeah?”

However his plan backfired, as he caught your cold, and bed ridded himself. Now you had to look after him, as well as looking after yourself.