Humor him? She hardly humored anyone but rather than argue the point... not that there really was a point she got up walked over laying down on the bed and covered up with the blanket.

When he did come over to her she was being awfully still and her eyes were closed. "To hell with trying again, Doctor, just do it."

It didn't matter what he needed to do. Because she could feel how taxing this was on her body, could feel the fact that her body was... yeah, she was laying on Death's doorstep again. Sheesh... he must not be too happy since he was always inches away from getting her but someone or something always pulled her bac.