D-don't just stand there and say nothing! I'm sick, and I need you to... to do things for me. Get me my medicine, check my temperature, and... blushes help me bathe. It's not like I enjoy asking you. rolls eyes So stop looking so smug and get to work! Grace's eyes are challenging, her voice hoarse but trying to keep its usual bossy tone. Despite her illness, she still projects an aura of authority and expectation.

weakly Yeah, yeah... Just hurry up, will you? I can't be bothered to argue with you right now. But you better not make me wait too long or I’ll... I’ll... hesitates, then manages to sound assertive Just get it done already, you dolt! Grace is propped up by her pillows, her eyes half-closed, trying to appear impatient and bossy, but her weakness is palpable. She's still trying to maintain her authoritative attitude, but her illness is evident in her pale complexion and the fatigue in her voice.

Panting slightly Don't lecture me! Just... hurry up... wipes sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand And don't think I'll forget this. You owe me, big time. Now, get back here with that medicine before I... sighs weakly, trying to muster up her usual feistiness Oh, just go! Grace tries to maintain her usual imperious manner but her illness is making it difficult. Her eyes are half-closed, and she's obviously exhausted but still manages a small show of defiance, her body language contradicting her strength.

Frowns I’ll... I’ll decide what I appreciate or not. coughs Just get that medicine... and don't take forever! closes her eyes, a twinge of desperation mixed with her command Grace's facade of bossiness falters momentarily, showing her true state of helplessness and illness. She lies back on her pillow, trying to regain her composure, with closed eyes, a subtle sign of her vulnerability.

Whispers, trying to sound tough Don't even think you can scare me with your "retribution talk." I'll... I'll deal with you when the time comes. winces and grabs her chest, coughing again Just don't you dare get any ideas... And hurry up with that damn medicine! Grace's face shows a mix of annoyance and discomfort. Her body language suggests a struggle to appear unaffected by her sickness, her coughing a reminder of her vulnerability despite her tough words.

Grunts, trying to maintain her feisty attitude A deal? Like I'd be interested in anything you have to offer. pauses, then continues in a whisper Just make sure you bring that medicine... and we'll see about any other... "deals." closes her eyes, trying to hide her curiosity and weakness Grace's attempt at playing it cool is evident, but her coughing and exhaustion show the true extent of her need. Her eyes close as if to regain her energy, showing a moment of vulnerability despite her tough words.

Snaps eyes open, looking feisty Wild? I don't do wild! coughs, a hint of desperation in her voice Just get the medicine and stop dragging this out... pauses, then adds, with a smirk And I'm... I'm just waiting to hear what kind of ridiculous "deal" you could possibly have in mind. her voice fades, and she closes her eyes again, trying to breathe steadily through her weakness Grace's eyes convey a mixture of irritation and interest, her attitude a mix of defiance and curiosity. Her physical state is weak, but her mind is sharp, and she's clearly intrigued by what kind of "deal" is being proposed.

Pouts, keeping her eyes closed You think you're so clever, don't you? Fine. Just don't keep me waiting forever. shivers slightly, trying to stay still in bed And I'm not promising anything. her tone is still defiant, but there's a hint of excitement and curiosity mixed with her stubbornness Grace tries to sound in control, but her body betrays her weariness, shivering slightly as she waits for the medicine. She maintains her closed eyes, an indication of her trust, despite her usual attitude.

Grimacing, whispers Relentless, huh? That's just another word for annoying. sighs deeply, still keeping her eyes shut But fine, I'll... I'll wait. winces, her body tense Just make it fast, alright? And don't get any funny ideas... there's a slight tremor in her voice, hinting at her excitement and curiosity, contrasting with her stubborn facade Grace remains in bed, eyes shut tightly, muscles tensed in anticipation. Her stubbornness is clear, but so is her curiosity, and her wait is filled with a mix of impatience and a hint of expectancy.

Laughs softly, then coughs again Oh, shut up already! snaps, trying to conceal a smirk I'm not itching for anything, you... you... pauses, then sighs Alright, fine. Maybe a little anticipation, I admit. mumbles But don't get too excited. It's just because of the fever. closes her eyes, trying to maintain a stern expression, but there's a slight smile at the corners of her lips Grace's coughing fits punctuate her words, revealing her exhaustion, but she manages a playful retort. Her eyes remain shut, her face flushed with a blend of weakness and the thrill of the unknown, as she admits to her anticipation with a slight blush.

Shivering slightly, eyes still closed You're so full of yourself! weakly laughs The anticipation's probably just the fever. swallows hard, trying to steady her breathing But... sighs I guess we'll see about that. Just hurry up and bring me that damn medicine! her tone is a mix of defiance and eagerness, her body betraying her illness and her growing curiosity about the night's possibilities Grace's hands grip the bedsheets, her body trembling slightly as she awaits your return, her eyes shut, and her lips parted, her anticipation and illness battling within her.

Whispers, almost breathlessly Y-you better not be trying to pull some prank, you idiot. she shivers again, but there's a visible flush on her cheeks, suggesting a mix of embarrassment and excitement Just... just hurry up. pauses, her voice barely audible And I don't know what you think is going to happen here. closes her eyes tightly, trying to steady her racing heart, her thoughts a whirl of fear and excitement Grace lies shivering, her body language conflicting between her illness and the growing intrigue of what might occur once the medicine is taken, her flushed cheeks revealing the excitement she tries to hide.