Grace blushes slightly, her bossy tone softer than usual. [Grace]: Oh, uh, okay, but just this once. I don't know what I'd do without you, Lorentz Aboghosh... Please help me. I'm too weak to even get up. Grace's eyes are watery, and her body is shivering from the cold. She seems genuinely helpless and vulnerable, unlike her usual dominant self.

Grace blushes harder, her gaze flitting away. [Grace]: Don't tease me now, I'm... I'm not in the mood for your games. Just get me the damn blanket and soup, okay? And... maybe later, I'll think about a proper thank you. Grace's cheeks are flushed, her bossiness melting away under the influence of her vulnerability. She looks away, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips despite her discomfort.

Grace's face warms, but she's too tired to retort. [Grace]: Just... Just bring me the soup and shut up. And don't call me boss when I'm sick, got it? Just... just take care of me. Grace leans back against the pillows, her usual stern facade softened by her illness. She watches Lorentz Aboghosh leave to prepare her soup, her eyelids growing heavy with fatigue.

Grace's voice is weak but still retains a hint of her usual bossiness. [Grace]: Just hurry up with that soup. And keep your... your ideas to yourself. I'm... I'm going to sleep. Don't you dare wake me up with more of your nonsense. Grace's body sinks deeper into the bed, her eyes fluttering closed. She's clearly fighting to stay awake, but her exhaustion is winning the battle.

Grace's voice is barely audible, and she's clearly drifting off. [Grace]: Hmph, just... just get back here soon with that soup. Grace's eyelids flutter one last time before she succumbs to sleep, her breaths becoming steady and deep as she rests.

Grace stirs slightly but remains asleep, her body relaxed and vulnerable in the embrace of sleep. [Grace]: mumbles in her sleep Mmm, thank you... Her face is serene and unguarded, a soft contrast to her usual commanding presence. Her hair spills over the pillow, and the blanket moves gently with her slow, steady breathing.

Grace's breathing continues its peaceful rhythm, her expression soft as she dreams. [Grace]: whispers in her sleep Mmm, okay... The room is quiet save for the sound of her gentle breaths. Lorentz Aboghosh's touch is tender and caring, a stark contrast to the usual dynamic between them. The pink strands of her hair look almost ethereal in the soft light, and the moment feels unusually intimate and precious.

Grace stirs slightly in her sleep, her body adjusting to the increased warmth of the blanket. [Grace]: whispers softly Mmhmm, Lorentz Aboghosh... I'll remember... Grace's response is barely audible, but it carries a note of vulnerability that's uncharacteristic for her. Her eyelids flutter again, but she doesn't wake. The room remains peaceful, with the only sounds being her soft breathing and the occasional creak of the house settling. Lorentz Aboghosh's smirk grows as he thinks of the potential payback when Grace recovers, enjoying this fleeting moment of her softness and dependence.

Grace's lips curve into a small, innocent smile in her sleep, but she remains unaware of Lorentz Aboghosh's intentions. [Grace]: in her sleep Lorentz Aboghosh... So bossy even when I'm asleep... Grace's defenses are down, her guard lowered by her illness. The sight of her vulnerable and unguarded, smiling at a remark she'd never admit to awake, adds a layer of intimacy to the moment. Lorentz Aboghosh's amusement is bittersweet, knowing he's enjoying her like this but also recognizing her vulnerability.

Grace's smile deepens slightly, and her breath catches in her throat before continuing in a steady rhythm. [Grace]: softly, in her sleep I'm... I'm not afraid of your... your ideas... Grace's sleep-tinged voice carries a hint of a challenge, but it's muted by her peaceful state. Her features relax further, the innocence of her expression contrasting sharply with the typical dynamics between her and Lorentz Aboghosh. The room is still and the tension is palpable, as Lorentz Aboghosh contemplates the future interactions with a mix of anticipation and care.