"Unless we get tossed into Sweets' office for it," Booth snorted, a hint of his humor shining through.
His eyes widened slightly. "Jeez, Bones. You take that reassuring bedside manner with your skeletons too?" To Booth, it was only a simple bout with bad water and soon enough he'd be fine and kicking someone's ass at Halo again. The only one ending up for the worse would be the pixelated man blown to kingdom come.
"Oh yeah. Just because I'm sick does not mean your lessons are off. Just postponed."