No. The guards wouldn't have let him leave if he was coughing and sneezing. [ Mercy says, matter-of-fact, and Royce rolls his eyes. ]

They can't actually tell me what to do. [ Royce corrects, mussing up her hair. Mercy bats at his hands as Royce looks up at Alfie. ] Neither of us are sick. I wasn't planning on infecting your newborn child, Solomons.

[ Look, he gets it, though. Mercy skins her knee and Royce has a near heart attack. ] I assume she has a name, your little girl.