[color=f49ac2]“I’m f-fine…”[/color] Iris tried to counter with her shaky voice knowing full well it was complete and utter bullshit and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out either. [color=f49ac2]“Are… are you okay?”[/color] Asking once more as she felt him usher her back to the couch to rest as he had ordered before, she knew she shouldn’t be pushing it because it would only delay them further especially seeing as Cas refused to just rest for an hour before going back on route. The idea of delaying them further didn’t sit right with her, but then he could be as stubborn as her it seemed. Especially when it came to health matters. 

It was strange because she knew how much she hated the doctors, hospitals and everything around health. Even staying in one for a brief period of time had gotten under her skin, but she couldn’t just leave especially as she couldn’t walk at that time. Usually though she’d just push through whatever illness she had, she had never taken too much care over her health before and that was something she was relearning about herself with her fragmented memories slowly piecing back together. 

[color=f49ac2]“Thanks.”[/color] Taking the blanket from him as she looked down at the floor, guilty because it was her fault yet again on not getting him home sooner. Looking at the blanket clutched in her trembling hands she sighed knowing he was right, although she had been cold a moment before she was starting to feel hot again and a part of her didn’t want to go under the blanket because it would be uncomfortable. Running her fingers across the material it was soft at least, it would be comfortable just warm. Shaking her head, she knew she couldn’t fight him on this, wrapping the blanket around her as instructed she glanced back over as he offered her one of the water bottles. 

Clasping the water as she steadied her hands, she took a sip before placing it on her lap unable to stop the soft smile on her face, it was strange hearing him order her around, but it came from a good place. For her to get better and break the fever. It took a moment for her to register that he had spoken about putting some food together for them, at the thought of food it made her stomach churn and she groaned. [color=f49ac2]“Can we wait for food? I just…. I don’t think I’d keep it down. I’m really not hungry.”[/color] She had lost her appetite from last night back at Maisies and it hadn’t returned. 

Pulling up her legs onto the sofa she curled up gripping the water she had only taken a sip from, already she was becoming uncomfortably warm and her hand itched to pull off the blanket. Sighing heavily, she rubbed her eyes as she tried to get herself comfortable, but nothing was working. [color=f49ac2][i]How am I going to rest? I hate staying still when I know I can do something to help[/i][/color].