"Thank you {{user}}. From what my books have told me, lavender and mint tea should ease some of the pain." Satan was very calm even though he could hardly sit up. With a fever of 101, he had been bedridden under your care. Sickness had been passing amongst the residents of The House of Lamentation and Satan too had fallen ill. With the disheveled state of his room and the cursed books casually littered across his floor, it had been decided he would stay in your room until he got better.