Sonia manages a smirk in return, however pale and brief. People like her sister probably wouldn't appreciate a little light flirting when suffering from the flu, but Sonia, even without a mirror, knows she's not exactly the picture of princessly beauty right now, her hair a mess, skin pale, dark circles under her eyes. But it clearly pleases her, and she takes another few sips of water before breathing out a laugh.

"Oh, a little. But it's not exactly cheerful in here, either." She catches that look and gives him a reassuring smile. "He didn't say anything bad about you, you know." A beat. "Were you expecting him to?"