Caym grumbles a little bit at the two's antics. She wants to curl up and go to sleep against Talia. Talia fixes the little dragon's bundle by her pillow so that Caym could curl up next to her. A couple hours later the little female dragon's coughing and groaning wakes her up. Little black eye look up at Talia in miserably. "I know Caym, I know. It's no fun being sick is it." Although Caym can't make out the words, she understands her two legged companion's tone. Caym lets out another groan as Talia starts to stroke her spine like she would a cat. Unable to get back to sleep she notices gradually that Caym is getting warmer than she usually is. "Doragon? I think Caym's fever is rising again." Worry is clear in Talia's voice.