He hadn't meant to disturb her, and Steve winced at her hoarse voice. But she was awake now, at least partially, so he moved over to the bed and knelt down to be closer to eye-level with her.

"Yeah, I knew what I was getting," he murmured softly, ghosting a hand over her hair. He was glad he couldn't get sick anymore, because he couldn't stand the thought of having to leave her alone while she didn't feel good. "Do you need more to drink? I'm gonna go make some soup, but I can get you something real quick."