[She leans her head down enough to kiss the top of his head, his wild curls brushing against her face.]

You're welcome.

[She leans back against the pillows and gently runs one of her hands up and down his back, rubbing it while she tries to remember if she has a thermometer somewhere in the house. She's hoping that with the pills his fever will subside but if it keeps up she should keep an eye on it just in case.]