After settling herself under the sheets and taking painstaking care to ensure she didn't earn herself another spasm of pain again, only then did Britannia look at Lelouch. When it was clear he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, she felt herself relax slightly. Enough to give him something that resembled a smile.

"Skipping class? That's unbecoming of an emperor." But the words, dry and quiet, held a teasing quality to them.