you duck under his arm as he bids goodbye to the mayor. You lean against his side, letting him tuck his arm around you protectively.

His kid.

He has no doubt of the reason for your sudden affection, and he's sure that uf he looked at you hard enough, he'd see the signs of your illness.

"Do you wanna go upstairs?" he asks you gently. You shake your head, mumbling that you were fine, despite clearly not being fine.

"At least sit down for a little while, honey. You don't look so good."