"Never enough time for nudity with you," he murmured and shifted a little, trying to get a little more comfortable, and failing. "I'll drift off eventually, s'okay..." He was relatively sure he would, and anyway, as long as she was in bed with him, he could endure being awake for a while. At the mention of taking his temperature, he cracked one eye open, trying to communicate exactly how unimpressed he was with that idea. The idea of something hot to drink suited him much better, but then there would be the effort of getting out of bed to make it, and the effort of being upright long enough to drink it. Both seemed like insurmountable tasks at the moment. "Just need to stay like this..."