[ Oh, shit. That's right. Feverish... that's probably not something he can feel very well. ]

There's other symptoms! Like elevated heart rate and respiration!

[ Aoba's making this sound too medical, but that's only because he thinks it a) makes him sound less flustered than the topic clearly makes him and b) is easier than telling him some other embarrassing confession. But more importantly, he realizes he's trying way too hard to prompt Noiz into telling him that ever-elusive phrase, the very thing he keeps chasing after but doesn't want to force. Realizing this only heightens his embarrassment.

So he chickens out, puffing out his cheeks as he sulks. It's exactly as mature as it sounds. ]

Tch. Fine, I get it, I get really bent out of shape about this kind of thing. Stop rubbing it in.

[ He thinks he's being teased about it. ]