Giggling into his palm, he both feels sorry for Zen and is fondly exasperated at him at the same time. He was clearly out of it. "I'll get you a new glass, pay attention to which one you're pouring this time."
He approaches Zen with a cloth over his mouth and goes to refill it so Zen can take his medicine.
After handing it to him and making /sure/ he was doing the right sequence of events this time, he cozied himself up in the windowsill.
At first, Zen's face turned very red, and he full on GLARED at Obi as he chuckled at him. "...!" Dammit, it wasn't funny! How dare he laugh at him!
It took a few moments, but eventually, Zen ended up laughing at himself too. Gods he really was out of it wasn't he? He was so busy being grumpy about being sick that he had done something incredibly dumb, a rarity, but it was admittedly funny, at least once the angry flusteredness faded.
"Ahh, I'm a mess right now, aren't I? I'm sorry Obi.. I think the fever is getting to me. It's not too bad, but it still makes me a little fuzzy."














