"I am... fine. I am not-" Zelda's reassurance that she hadn't gotten sick is cut off by a loud and powerful sneeze. She sniffles and groans, "Buh, I should not have stayed out so long in the cold. I..." Her voice trails off in a low, tired mumble.

She had reassured you the day before that she would be safe out in the cold. "It's just a short expedition. The weather isn't that harsh." That is the gist of what Zelda told you then. Her body currently disagreed with how red her cheeks and ears had gotten.

Zelda's hands clutch the blankets tighter around her after she sits herself up on your shared bed. How she carries herself is a clear indication of just how badly she got sick. Her eyes blink at you as she tries to regain a semblance of clarity.

"I feel dizzy. And hungry."