Were she not convinced his diagnosis was worse than he was letting on, Fallon would've asked to lay with him as JP had with her earlier that day. The warmth of another body surpassed any heat provided by blankets or spells; something she learned after spending a week locked in Lachlan's embrace. However, Lachlan was still incredibly sick if they weren't considering anything more than the basoc survival. Cuddling would have to wait.

Besides, it wasn't like he'd even want to now that they were back in Society. In fact, he would probably refuse and lash out at her if she were to ask. (Now that she was thinking of it, JP must've really cared for her considering how easily he climbed into her hospital bed.)

"Yes, I'm aware you're a man." His manly bit had made its presence known once or twice in the cave. Though, when that happened Fallon made a quick excuse to separate and spare them both the humiliation. She was already suffering through enough guilt, embarrassing him wasn't the additional stress she needed."Big and burly, an oaf. You'll be out of here soon enough then, I hope."