It was a good thing Rogue had closed her eyes, because Steve couldn't quite check his instinctual flinch away from her as she mentioned she probably had the flu. People died from influenza!
And then common sense kicked in, and he felt silly. First of all, thanks to the Serum, he couldn't catch the flu anymore; second of all, it hadn't been a devastating illness since literally the year he was born. But a lifetime of being frail and prone to catching every illness, as well as a mother who'd worked the influenza wards during the Spanish 'flu, meant he had a slightly different outlook about it than other people in this modern era.
Taking stock of the situation, Steve nodded to himself decisively. "Right. You really shouldn't've told me that," he joked gently. "Because now I'm gonna end up playing nurse. And you are a lousy patient." There was plenty of affection in his tone to take the sting out of his words, at least. "I'm gonna go get you some Ginger Ale. You need to stay hydrated."
And he had some Googling to do. He knew all the home remedies he'd been put through, but no idea how many of them had actually been helpful, and how much had just been old wives' tales, or even potentially harmful. He'd smoked special cigarettes for his asthma when he was younger, for heaven's sake! Modern medicine had come a long way since then.
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Date: 2017-01-16 06:04 am (UTC)And then common sense kicked in, and he felt silly. First of all, thanks to the Serum, he couldn't catch the flu anymore; second of all, it hadn't been a devastating illness since literally the year he was born. But a lifetime of being frail and prone to catching every illness, as well as a mother who'd worked the influenza wards during the Spanish 'flu, meant he had a slightly different outlook about it than other people in this modern era.
Taking stock of the situation, Steve nodded to himself decisively. "Right. You really shouldn't've told me that," he joked gently. "Because now I'm gonna end up playing nurse. And you are a lousy patient." There was plenty of affection in his tone to take the sting out of his words, at least. "I'm gonna go get you some Ginger Ale. You need to stay hydrated."
And he had some Googling to do. He knew all the home remedies he'd been put through, but no idea how many of them had actually been helpful, and how much had just been old wives' tales, or even potentially harmful. He'd smoked special cigarettes for his asthma when he was younger, for heaven's sake! Modern medicine had come a long way since then.