He turned his head just enough to give her a sarcastically innocent smile as he took the tea from her. "Hmmm... Nope, don't think so. You're not allowed to worry about me." But he did take her up on her silent offer to lean on her a little. Cautiously shifting closer, he rested his head on her shoulder, wincing a little as he took a sip of the tea. It was blissfully hot and soothed his raw throat. "I'm an ass when I'm sick, so I totally understand if you want to make your escape while you still can." Though he really hoped she wouldn't. Just lying here in bed with her made him feel better, and as long as she didn't get any cruel ideas about thermometers or cool showers, he was going to at least make an attempt at being a good patient.