That Cyril only has that to say is a bit concerning. He always has something to say, and most of the time it's something to make him blush. Sam reaches out to press a hand to Cyril's forehead then, feeling out just how bad the fever was. It's bad to hear that Cyril had picked up that weird illness, but at least he knew what the issue was.

"Have you been able to sleep or eat anything since you got sick?"