He sniffs and clears his throat, that tickle in the back of it suddenly feeling a lot more persistent. What's stranger still is that although the tremor has passed, for the most part, it hasn't entirely gone, and his limbs seem heavier as if a lurking fatigue is threatening to drag him down.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, honey, it was just a little chill. I'm fine, really. And I'm still up to bat..."

Bending his head, he moves in to nuzzle her under her ear.

All those people in the bar had gotten sick, but dammit, not him, not now.