[ Natsume glances up when Eichi turns around, lips thinning at his words, and he returns to idly straightening out his table of pillows. Busying himself. ]

I was planning on doing that anyWAY. I'm not a child unaware of how to take care of myself when I'm ILL... Don't treat me as SUCH.

[ But he gives Eichi a wave, dismissive; he can leave, that's all he wanted to say. ]