#commitmentisaresponsibility

He wasn't really busy anyways. Just doing his usual of dissociating while staring at the ceiling. Course, that snapped him out of it relatively quick, nearly jumped out of his skin. What was he even meant to do? He stumbled out of his peaceful bubble, rushing over to her without much of a second thought, peeking around the corner. "Doll? Doll, hey. Hey. The hell is going on here?" He very cautiously got closer to her. Not really like he knew what to do, but he also didn't want to startle her if anything was seriously wrong.

"I didn't know that, no. That's... kind of fascinating, actually. I can't say I've ever really thought of stars, but I suppose they are pretty, aren't they? Such a shame it's so isolating up here. Perhaps I should think about them more."

"Hello. Welcome in, what are you in such a hurry for?"

"Surree is a shame I'm not over there, isn't it?" He could see the tape, it wasn't exactly hidden. It was an amusing attempt though, to say the least.

"... Morning, doll? I see you're all comfortable still, don't go falling back asleep though."

He seemed amused, at least. "Now now, I don't think that's how fevers work. But if it really is somehow, for you and only you, perhaps you shouldn't be in the same room as me, hm? Self treatment."

"...Do you need anything? Just here to distract me again?" He gave her a pat on the head out of acknowledgement.

"I don't know if we'd really have anything for that. The best I can do is recommend resting in for today."