"Don't be a twat," she half-snapped, bringing her hand up to his forehead out of habit. Maybe he had some sort of hypercontagious jungle disease and - "If you get my kid sick I might have to hurt you."
Not that it was likely, but she was still a little paranoid of having Emily get sick. She sighed when the girl stirred against her chest and shifted her slightly. She was surprised he hadn't made some sort of comment about her being the bint from the rags, but she guessed she was probably old news by now. Waldo wasn't a big deal anymore.
She made a slight attempt at being polite, though, and offered after a moment, "Did...you want me to get someone?"
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