Cam grabs Vince's chin and turns his face towards him
Cam: Put it under your tongue.
"No-"
Cam pinches Vince's nose, causing his mouth to open and shoves the thermometer into his mouth. He holds it in place
Cam: Sorry, but this is for your own good...
"Mh!" He squirmed and mouthed his tongue around, knocking the thermometer around
Cam: Hey! Vince, you have to cooperate with me, I'm trying to help you!
He spits the thermometer out. "If I'm sick I'm sick...I don't care anyway.."
Cam: UGHHH! I-I could try to heal you...but I don't think it'd work...and I don't want to make you worse...
"Hmp.." He turned over, throwing the blankets off him
Cam: No! Vince, you're going to make yourself worse! Hm...oh, Vince...but if you keep being sick...we can't play any games...
He put his attention on Cam. He sat up. "WHAT!?"
