Barclay wanted to reach out and rub Ashton's back, but he held back. His dragon was being stubborn and a fool, and Barclay had no time for that. Ashton felt bad because he was sick - that was fine. But he also did the least amount possible to fix it, and that wasn't okay.
"It should've passed a few weeks ago," Barclay pointed out, his tone a little more chilly as he sat up. "Why is this day more important than you? Because I happened to be born on this day? Fuck that. You're just too afraid to ask for help. Well, fine. It doesn't solve the problem, but hey! At least your pride won't feel wounded."