Tatum gave a weak shrug, as if it were nothing. "No? I mean, I didn't.. expect her to. S-She hates getting sick.. misses tests and stuff. I love it f-for that reason. Nothing beats a doctor's note, but Sera's just.. Sera. If she gets sick, she forces herself to go. She's n-nuts. I don't think she'd miss a test if h-her head was on fire."
Leaning into his arm, the redhead closed her eyes slightly and rolled her shoulders a bit as he rubbed them. "Seriously. It's even better like, when the person.. has your germs. Cause then they're not afraid to like, get close to you," she smiled. Giving him a gentle nudge, she leaned over to nuzzle her nose against his cheek.
"Quiet you.. you don't have to cook for me. Until you're better, then I want some like, pan-fried deliciousness. As long as you don't bring no shellfish around me, yuck."