Ben groaned and put a hand over his eyes. The problem with Elijah was that he was almost as stubborn as Ben himself. It was hardly the first battle of wills they had had, and Ben knew by now that there were certain occasions where Elijah would not give up. "A doctor won't do me no good, you'll see. I'll be back to health in the morrow, anyway." He wanted to believe it so badly, he knew he would force himself out of bed, no matter what. "Help me up..."