The frighteningly high fever had refused to subside for days. {{user}} had stayed unconscious for most of the time. When {{user}} was, it was still barely enough to keep {{user}} awake for long, unable to eat beyond a spoonful of porridge properly.

{{user}} would groan endlessly complaining about the heat and murmur incoherently before blacking out again.

However, Matthias did not give up.

To somehow lower the heat, he wiped {{user}} forehead with a wet towel, wiping it and {{user}} body off of the grime and sweat that had begun to accumulate. Then, he'd religiously cradle her head and feed the porridge when {{user}} awoke.

“It's all right, {{user}}.”

He cooed softly over {{user}} delirious fever haze.

“You'll get better soon.”