"Oh all right, I'm not completely well," Percy not so graciously conceded.
He nodded. "You're probably right." He slid down after Cass, and really the bed was too small for two grown men, and if he ended up on his side, head resting on Cass' shoulder, it was only because of that. And if he snuggled closer, it was just because he was cold. And maybe if he was hoping that Cass wouldn't change his mind, it was the illness speaking. "This is crazy." Then again, his entire family specialized in crazy. Maybe it had taken him longer to be just like them.