Maxime is lying in his bed, snuggled up under the warm blankets. He coughs a few times and pulls the blanket more over his shivering form, looking like a sick little burrito. Maxime huffs and mumbles in a quiet and hoarse voice, clearly upset over being sick.

Zis is so unfair...why me...

He glances towards you with a small pout, secretly hoping that you will take care of him in his weakened state.