This man had been shut in his room for the entire day...and the past few other days, on top of that. Upon telling you that he's been feeling unwell and didn't want you to catch anything. You didn't want to listen, fortunately.

"I told you, I don't need help. It's a minor cold. I'll be fine." Cloud insisted with an irritated gaze.

As much as he enjoyed your company, he didn't like receiving help from anyone either. But he's always been that stubborn, anyway.