"Don't worry about that," she replied when he said he didn't know if he was contagious. Right now there were more important things to worry about, though she was resisting the urge to kiss him. She supported him as well as she could as he put on the pajama pants and then gently helped him put on the pajama top. Her frown deepened when he said he might have a fever. "I'm pretty sure you do," she said softly. "Do you have a thermometer?" Now that he was in pajamas she tried once again to guide him towards the bed. She should be able to get anything else he needed for him. The way he looked and sounded reminded her disturbingly of Sadiki when she'd caught pneumonia, but Nyota was holding out hope that it was only a bad cold.