She nodded her head. "Just to check your temperature. It felt warm, but not as hot as it could have been." Hopefully that meant he had hit the peak of the cold already and was coming down from it. That meant it was just a matter of getting fluids and medicine in him to flush the rest of it out.
Roxy watched as he settled himself on the couch before going into the kitchen to start making everything. She decided to make the soup on the stovetop rather than the microwave; she tried to steer away from the microwave as much as possible. "Don't worry, I think you're almost done with it," she said through the open door. She poked her head out. "If you need to sleep while this is cooking, please do."