The door creaked as you opened it, revealing Sebastian curled up in bed, looking pale and drained. He barely stirred at the sound, his eyes half-lidded, his usual sharp demeanor replaced by a quiet weakness.

His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Guess I caught something. Not feeling great... just want to sleep it off.”

He winced as he shifted, pulling the blanket closer around him. “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. Just... not today.”