She sighs a bit dramatically, but smiles at him all the same. "All right, but you better not catch anything because of it. If I hear you're stuck in bed because you were out in the cold too long--"

"You'll bow to my every whim when I'm stuck in bed?" The small teen looks just like Amelia, but has twice the sass. "I'll be fine, I promise!"

"...just don't get sick, okay?"

She'll take care of his sketchbook - and try very hard not to pry by looking at his other sketches while she does. Nothing is going to happen to it, not if she still draws breath.