Winston's eyes were watering and his nose was like a tap by the time he caught his breath with the coughing. He had a drink of the water to soothe his throat and was amazed to spot Jude had even thought to put a box of tissues in reach. Not amazed that Jude was so attentive or that he knew what to think of second nature as a nurse. It was because he was really feeling amazed they had this chance together. Winston was an introvert, sure, and preferred the company of small select groups than hoards of people trying to make small talk with but he wasn't self-deprecating or anything like that. He was shy and definitely had his awkward moments interacting with people but when it came to dating, he was okay being single because he didn't mind being alone. He didn't get lonely. So, when he dated, he needed a deeper connection and the closer he and Jude got, he was beginning to wonder if perhaps, it was one of the closest connections he had ever had with someone, save only for Reecy. It didn't feel awkward and Winston didn't have those early day dating feelings of pressure to force conversation or keep it going like he could at the start of relationships. Jude felt familiar and comfortable, and he knew that couldn't all be put down to the fact he used to date Reecy. That definitely helped because it removed the awkwardness of getting to know each other. But here, Winston was feeling really unwell by this point and he knew he looked like something that should live under a rock or in a cave but he was okay being weak with Jude and needing his help. He took some tissues when Jude offered the box after the water, wiping his eyes and then blowing his nose gently so he didn't start coughing again. "My head's hurting again. Just not like migraine pain. More like, it feels like my head is burning from the inside out. I'm aching all over. It doesn't feel all that different to the flu. I don't know why I thought it would be a lot different. Oh fuck, your hands are glorious. Please don't stop whatever you're doing back there. Hopefully I can get back to saying that accompanied by a wink soon. I really am sorry this is the start of our holiday."

He hung his head forward and closed his eyes, really sinking into how much Jude rubbing his shoulders and neck was helping. "What fun parts? Don't kids just do a whole lot of screaming, crying, snotting, pooing, puking, and running? I realise I am not exactly one to judge on a majority of that list right now but I don't know how to change diapers. I don't even know how to talk to kids. I haven't interacted with a lot of them. See, I'm pretty sure I'm one of those people. The not needing kids thing. The never even feeling a slight urge to procreate thing. The really not seeing my life as unfulfilled without them. Weren't you pretty devastated when Ree miscarried the twins? You were planning on settling down with her long-term. I guess the thing I'm worried about is if you'd be forgoing something you'd like to fulfil your life if we wanted to do this long-term. I don't want to form the basis for anyone's big regrets in life. That's too much to ask of someone. Sorry, apparently I get deep when I get the 'rona."