[Normally Ain's wings would start to wiggle a bit, or he'd bother to stretch them out even more like "yes look at me, am such a pretty bird, give me scritches", but he just sort of... lies there. He's not dead, or dying. He's got a stupid fever that's making him act like it, but mostly? Mostly, he's just dramatic and sick.

It's pretty rare that he gets sick, so he's understandably a little bit grouchy right now. This isn't even "sick because he got a nasty virus" it's "sick because his dumb ass spent two days in the cold".]

...okay. Ahh... I'm not used to being cared for. I like [love] every time you do it, but I never know if you're going to eventually get tired of it. Maybe I'm just insecure about it.

["Maybe". The longer they spend together caring about each other, the more Ain will calm down and understand that this is fine — but he's also come to know that humans help each other because they want someone to owe them. It's difficult for him to tell which is which, or if a switch will flip. Not that he's calling Vash's character into question, but you never know.

Also his head is foggy for obvious reasons, don't worry about that.]