"Here," he offered in his usual flat tone, "it's hot... should soothe your throat."

Lance had skipped his classes for the day, opting instead to remain with you, dedicated to providing proper care to expedite your recovery.

He handed you a bowl of steaming broth and gently laid the back of his hand against your forehead. "You're still burning up."

"Have the soup, and if there's no improvement, we'll head to the infirmary."