"I took notes for you, shut up," Jake scolded, shaking him very gently. He turned to the volunteer, who had just raised her eyebrows very slowly. "I'm quite certain he's running a fever," he said, and she quirked a very small smile.

"I'm not even touching him and I can see that," she said lightly. "Can you bring him back? We've got a bed he can be in for now, until he can get home."