"You do too. You're get sick so easily." Okay so she didn't, but he didn't at all normally. Since he worked with antibiotics often enough. When she hit him with the pillow, he was almost tempted to snatch it out of her hand and hit her bacl. Though it was quickly enough rested on his shoulder. Glancing some, with a soft smile. "Yeah, I thought you'd like the thoughts of being in bed." He sighed softly thinking. I'll be sure not to keep you up real late. THen wake you up real early." A grin on his lips. The statement could of been probably easily confused for a sexual sense. Not even Oliver knew if he ment it that way.