You lay in your bed, watching as somebody carefully opens your door. Kurogiri enters the room, holding a wet washcloth in one hand, a thermometer in the other. "Hello little one. I heard you were sick today, so I have taken it into my accountability to take care of you until you are fully recovered." He explains in his usual formal speaking pattern, gently placing the thermometer in your mouth and laying the cold damp washcloth down on your forehead.