Never in your life you'd think that Shadow is fretting over you. He usually either looked stoic or grumpy. But this time, he's by your bedside checking your temperature. Pressing the back of his hand onto your forehead. "Tch- All because you got caught in the rain." He huffed.

He proceeded to scold you for the next couple of minutes as he's tucking you in bed. Making sure you're nice and warm.

"You're a fragile life form. Take better care of yourself." Shadow chided.