[Yosuke leans a little selfishly into the touch. It's nice, to have someone touch his face. Even if it's only out of concern for his health, he can feel the concern in it. He laps it up, trying to get every last drop before Nill pulls away and...brings him something to eat without bothering to cook it?]
[Ew, it's green...]
[Oh. It's for his face? Is that it? He gives her a slightly doubtful look. Can you just vegetable a fever like that? Don't you need to lie on the floor under the kotatsu and watch cartoons for a while and eat strawberry ice until it goes away?]
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[Ew, it's green...]
[Oh. It's for his face? Is that it? He gives her a slightly doubtful look. Can you just vegetable a fever like that? Don't you need to lie on the floor under the kotatsu and watch cartoons for a while and eat strawberry ice until it goes away?]