[He's playing along partly so that Bell is still talking, and partly as a distraction. It's so much easier when he's not actually thinking about the connotations of what he's saying.]

I want you to feel better. I do not like seeing you not feeling good. [He's fairly sure Bell is making a sexual offer, but that's really not a good idea. Bell needed his energy to heal. Youth frowns at Bell's statement, reaching over and feeling Bell's forehead.]

You need to be warm. You have a fever; somehow I need to keep your temperature from being severe. I think you need to be in here a few more minutes. Here. [Youth grabbed one of their washcloths before glancing at himself. The shirt had short sleeves, but it was going to get wet likely. Quickly he undid the buttons and dropped it off to the side, leaning over to dip the cloth in the water and gently dab the areas of Bell that weren't submered.] Your fever was very high. I want to make sure that it is lower before we get you back in bed.