Callum had been in okay health up until he'd been shot. He'd just been a bit depressed. Sad, really. He couldn't seem to even get in the same room as Catherine for more than them just sleeping next to one another for a few hours. And it was probably best that he didn't know about her momentary seizure, yet. He probably would have immediately started worrying. He looked over at her, "I thought we were gonna be honest with each other," he smiled to her, though, so she knew that he was talking about her secret Hello Kitty collection and not serious at all.
His brows arched upward, "oh yeah... phoenixes or unicorns. Something about unicorns, I just don't know what." He watched as she moved back up to carefully settle back in against his side, and bit at his lip when she set her hand on his cheek. "Don't think I've actually done it all week? Seems like it anyway." But he did not waste any time, and leaned over to catch her lips in a soft, affectionate kiss.