Luke placed his cool hand over Serafina's forehead and the girl smiled groggily.
"I'm so tired," she mumbled.
"I know," Luke replied.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly.
Serafina threw the blankets off her and she made a mewing noise. "It's so hot."
"You have a fever, bub," Luke told her. "Hopefully it will break soon, and then you won't feel as bad."
She nodded tiredly. "Stay?"
"Always."