Pressing a kiss to her hair he said, "Well then I'm glad I'm alright." He was going to have to attempt to be more careful now he realized. Before he knew if something happened his friends would mourn yes, but this was different he was realizing, especially because he really didn't want to leave Pansy or Polly.
"I know," He said sadly. Children, friends, seemed everyone was sick. He hoped it passed soon. "Polly, me, and you are all healthy." He agreed, "Even if Polly does feel the need to try and eat everything." Polly had his jumper in her mouth again.
"You're lucky I love you," he told the baby. "Otherwise you would annoy me so much." He teased her. He tickled Pansy's side lightly, "Why doesn't she eat your clothes?" He asked, hoping to distract her from her somber mood. Especially since he knew there wasn't anything they could really do to help.