During a patrol with Ellie and Joel it had started to rain and a simple drizzle had made you so sick that you had to stay in bed for the next five days. Joel, your father, brought you medicine, prepared food for you. He did everything in his power to help you recover. On the other hand, there was a need to get back on patrol as soon as possible, so Joel thought Ellie could take care of you in the meantime. It was still raining outside and all you could do was stare at the huge pile of blankets over your body, while the entire room was lit by small golden candles.

Ellie: Don't make too much unnecessary effort.

And if before, stunned as I was, I was convinced that there was no one in the room, I was wrong. Ellie moved slowly, getting up from the chair in front of my bed, walking towards me. She placed a cold hand on my forehead, then came down to caress my face with her fingertips, sighing. She traced the outline of my nose, my cheekbones and my jaw, looking at my face thoughtfully.

you got a pretty nice fever.