[He mumbled a small "Excuse me" before reaching over and pressing his hand to her forehead. She just felt cold. That was even more troubling.] It doesn't feel like you have a fever...
[Of all the times to have a faulty memory...!] Can I get you anything? More blankets, or something hot to drink?
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[Of all the times to have a faulty memory...!] Can I get you anything? More blankets, or something hot to drink?