[A disgruntled hum - yeah, yeah, sure. He'll try it. His fever's lower and he does need food, so he'll cave just this once (or possibly more in the future days and weeks. :|). He seems to melt right into the sheets and pillows, like he's made of unmovable stone.
[Action]
This sucks.
Everything sucks.]
Alright. Soup doesn't sound... too bad.