"Well let me just tell you right now - it's a lost cause at this point." He teased, keeping things light despite the way he worried for her, he didn't like the timing. The way it all worked out, but he supposed it was better that it happened now than when the rest of them were sick. That would have been a real nightmare. She might be just as human as the rest of them, but she at least was immune to the sort of thing that had taken the rest of them down.
Peter kept his hands right there, hovering a little as she took the glass from him swallowing down the pills, trying his best to help keep her steady. Just enough that she wouldn't drop the glass on herself if it turned out that she couldn't keep hold of it.
"So don't take this the wrong way, but you wanna sleep in my bed tonight?" He asked her, because the couch was no place for her, especially when she was sick. "I can change the sheets, get you all set up there. I'll take the couch." He added because well, making moves on the ill was not really his thing.