Maybe I'm Brainless, Maybe I'm Wise

Fiyero coughed again. "I-I know that."

"You don't sound so sure," said the nurse, leading them into the exam room. She patted the top of the exam table. "Hop on up, and we'll see what's the matter."

Fiyero frowned before slowly going over to sit where she'd said to.

"Relax Yero," said Elphaba, taking his hand. "I'm right here."

"I know that." Fiyero said with a small smile.

"Okay, Fiyero," said Sammy. "Wanna tell me why Ms. Thropp is practically pulling your arm out of socket to get you here?"

Fiyero pouted. "She wasn't pulling it out..."

"That's why I said practically," said Sammy.

"She still wasn't." Fiyero muttered, folding his arms.

"Fiyero, stop avoiding the question, and tell her what's wrong..." sighed Elphaba.

"Hurts." Fiyero shrugged.

"You gotta be more specific than that, Fiyero," said Sammy.

"I have a cough?" Fiyero said, running a hand through his hair.

Elphaba rolled her eyes. "He's been coughing like he's gonna spew up his lungs for the past week and a half..."

"It wasn't that bad..." Fiyero said stubbornly.

"Yes it was," said Elphaba.

Fiyero shook his head. "Na uuuh!"

Sammy slid the stethoscope off from around her neck. "Let's take a listen then shall we? Deep breath Fiyero."

Fiyero gave a small nod before doing as she asked.

Sammy shook her head, moving the end. "Another."

Fiyero accidentally coughed before doing so.

"Does it hurt at all?" Sammy asked. "Breathing that deep?"

"A-a little..." Fiyero mumbled, trying not to cough.

"Don't hold it back," warned the nurse. "You'll hurt yourself."

Fiyero pouted and turned his head away, covering his mouth as he coughed.