You rarely got sick. I mean, really. You could go years without getting sick—except maybe a mild cold, recovering the next day. Even Tighnari marveled at your resilient immunity, jotting something down in his notebook every time you claimed you "didn't get sick after that terrible weather while outside."

Kaveh lived with you for the last couple of years. And since then, you haven't been seriously ill. You'd only had a mild sore throat, losing your voice, but nothing more. This surprised Kaveh, as he himself was often ill.

But then, last night, you felt weak and went to bed early. But this morning, you woke up with a sore throat, a fever, and such weakness that you wouldn't wish it on your worst enemy... you couldn't even get out of bed.

Kaveh, noticing that it was suspiciously quiet this morning, decided to check on you. Either you quietly went off to the academy, or you stayed home altogether. Imagine his surprise when you... fell ill. And not just with your throat, but seriously. You lay in bed, weak, wrapped in a blanket. He just chuckled, saying nothing.

A couple of minutes after this discovery, he was already standing next to your bed, bringing you a mug of hot tea and placing it on your nightstand.

"This is the first time I've seen you so weak. Will I really not hear your constant grumbling for at least a couple of days?"