Hermione's hand slips away, mostly out of petulance as she turns to lie on her back. "I'm not sick," she insists once again, though even she can't help but notice the childish tinge to her voice.

Her attempts to carry on a conversation could well simply be a sign of her stubbornness, but more likely than not, Sam just keeps making the mistake of telling her things that incite her curiosity, even under these less favorable conditions. "Why does being a Spirit Healer make things more demanding?"