Her brows arched a little higher as too much 'noise' by itself never made anyone sick, but she didn't push the issue. There was a light knock at the door and Rhiannon stood to answer it, smiling when she saw Lee.
"You're the best," she said as she grabbed her purse and paid him back after accepting the bags.
"Is the little mister all nakey and sick in there?" Lee said, unabashedly trying to crane his head around her to see.
"No, and stay out. I need you to work for me tomorrow, so you don't get sick." She stood on her tiptoes to hug him earnestly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, bossy. Give the big man a little kiss for me."
"Will do," she said, then shut the door and went to the kitchen. She fixed Tristan a hot toddy with the alcohol he was determined to drink, and got him some more medicine and water.
"Pills first, then drink this and we're going to go lay down and cover up in bed."