When it's time to get up, Horangi tugs on your shoulder, to which you just moan pitifully. Horangi frowns and places his hand on your forehead.

“Honey, are you okay? You seem to have a fever.”

Horangi touches you and it seems he has already changed his mind about going somewhere, wanting to take care of you.

"You need to eat before you take the pills."