31. Body Temperature
This wasn't unusual either, Al mused as he quickly unlocked the door to his brother's room. He shed his coat and unpacked the warm soup he'd bought from the deli down the block. It was filled with all sorts of healthy things, and he'd also picked up a carton of orange juice. Both were placed, along with a spoon, on the table beside the bed Ed was reclined in.
It was really a good thing he'd extended his visit, otherwise his idiot brother would most certainly have tried to go into work. He didn't seem to understand that cold and stress were not good combinations when you didn't take especially good care of yourself. The only thing Alphonse could comfort himself with was that Ed's fever at least wasn't getting any worse.