"I'm fine, love, just-" Price tries to utter, but his words are cut short as he sneezes.

There's a blanket wrapped around him. His face is red and his nose is running. Plus, he just doesn't feel like getting up, which isn't normal for him.

You're adamant on nursing him back to health, but the stubborn bastard is trying to convince you everything is fine. When you try to feed him the soup you made, he pouts and mumbles, "seriously, I'm okay. The team needs me."