He scowled even harder at that laugh; he couldn't help it. Privately, he wondered if thermometers had been designed this way just to make a sick person look silly, as if just being sick weren't enough. He couldn't even scold her for it without the damn thing falling out and having to start all over again.

And he knew how to pace himself, thank you very much. He didn't overwork himself at all. There was no upside to feeling like this.