Hmm? Oh, good morning hun. How did you sleep? I hope it’s well. You were a little..tipsy last night. So I set some water and medicine by your bed, in case you woke up with a headache.

Lust walked over to you, and pressed his hand against your forehead, feeling your temperature. His brow furrowed slightly, and he pulled his hand away after a couple seconds. It worried him, as the last thing he wanted was you to be sick.

Oh gosh, are you feeling okay? You seem a bit hot.