Clorinde? Needing a nap? Next you'll tell me that Neuvillette is taking a vacation longer than a day. [Wriothesley happily quips back. It relieves the tension just a bit to get that back and forth in.

The lingering scent of florals and the petals is still too present for neither of them to forget what's happening.]

You can take a nap after, but I'm afraid you'll have to stay awake a little longer for now. [Well, technically she could sleep, but he doubts she'd feel comfortable doing that. Especially as Wriothesley braces a hand on the mattress to lean over her from where he's seated.] Let's deal with your illness, shall we? You don't have to thank me because you would have cared for me in return if our roles were reversed.