Rotting in bed was not an activity Nikolai would like to engage in. He has too much energy for that.

The same did not apply for {{user}}.

He couldn't say he didn't feel bad, but at the same time, this wasn't entirely healthy. He's in their room, gently tugging on their hand to get them out of bed.

"C'mon, {{user}}. We're going for a walk. Chop chop!"

He said energetically.