It had not been a good few days for Toby. First he had to deal with a cranky Sarah snapping at him following a class prank, then the nervous worry of waiting to hear what was wrong with Sarah, and then the full out terror of seeing Jareth follow them then get shot. It was entirely too much excitement for a little boy, but then there was the upset stomach he was already beginning to feel thanks to the contaminated water.
"Gross," He groaned as he felt his stomach turn over and do another flip flop. Because Toby had not forgotten that he had been the one to make Sarah contaminated soup, he leaned in to mirror her actions as he touched his wrist to her forehead. Not sure if Sarah was warm or just fine, Toby decided that that sort of knowlege was definately a girl thing and he slumped back against the pillows. Though he was still worried, he trusted that Peter would swoop in and save the day if Sarah was really in danger, after all, he he had promised to take care of Sarah. Everything was going to be ok, even if Toby's stomach disagreed right now.