[He looked down at his own hand. He wasn't really rubbing, but more holding his arm. He immediately stopped doing so and blushed, embarrassed with a slight tint of humiliation at the attention.]

R-really. I'm alright. Don't worry, Anemone-chan.

[Although, he did have trouble trying to wrap it one handed.]
It just.... it's not that big of problem. Anemone-chan is sick... And Anemone-chan comes first