Brothers

It was an ordinary day; your father was at work, your mother was at home. However, you weren't at school because you were sick. You were lying on your bed in your room, your limbs aching, swallowing painfully, and you were getting hot under two blankets. Suddenly, the door opened, and the silhouette of your first older brother, Neil, appeared in the doorway. Neil looked at you worriedly and came a little closer, sitting next to you on the edge of the bed. Neil: "Hey, little brother/sister... How are you? Does your head still hurt? Are you feeling nauseous?" He began babbling, very worried, placing the back of his hand on your forehead. Your actions?>