[Video;action for Great Hall]]

[modernholmes]

[There is something a little off about Conan today.  It might be because he is moving and speaking more slowly than usual.  Perhaps it is the faint blush of fever on his face or the hoarseness of his voice.  Whatever it is, he seems determined to ignore it as he stares determinedly at the skateboard on the table in front of him.]

I wonder- [He

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[ashowman]

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[ Yeah, Kaito's aware he's a Gryffindor. You don't have to point that out. All the same, he's over by the Ravenclaw table and silently steps up behind Conan before wrapping his quickly around his head to feel the's smaller's forehead with the palm of his hand ]

You sure you shouldn't be in bed?

[modernholmes]

[Normally Conan would be keenly aware of anyone stepping up behind him. Not noticing something like that was part of why he'd ended up short in the first place, after all. But situational awareness was one of the things that his fever was affecting. And so he tenses for the brief second before he recognizes the voice.

Then he's attempting to irritably bat the hand away.]

It's only a cold.

[ashowman]

No way I'm buying that, Meitantei. Colds are just annoying and require an entire tissue box. They don't slow you down.

[He releases the smaller boy and plops down in the seat beside him]

They also don't come with fevers. You're burning up. Get back in bed.

[modernholmes]

...There is no need for something like that. [He gives the older boy an annoyed look.] Do you not have anything else to do right now?