And being relegated to the couch for as long as you're contagious? Sharing everything is one thing, but it still shouldn't extend that far.

[He nudges back a little, reaching into his pocket for a thankfully non-Ditto handkerchief and dabbing it lightly against some of those drips on Niou's face. It does about as much good overall as throwing a cup of water on a forest fire, but at least it'll help with the worst of the dripping.]