( It does feel nicer and it helps him relax a little more, even if he still seems terribly out of it. He doesn't respond right away, fighting back his fever along with his memories. Vaguely, in his haze, he knows that these are all dreams and things that have already passed but it's so hard to not get caught up when he feels so exhausted right now.
He tosses and turns on occasion but eventually he seems to settle and the tension in his body seems to relax. He closes his eyes tight and there's a sound in the back of his throat like a cry beginning to start. When he speaks again, his voice is small, uncertain, nothing like how he usually is, )
They can still fix me... right? ( He opens his eyes, bleary and watery, ) Even if... it's this bad?
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He tosses and turns on occasion but eventually he seems to settle and the tension in his body seems to relax. He closes his eyes tight and there's a sound in the back of his throat like a cry beginning to start. When he speaks again, his voice is small, uncertain, nothing like how he usually is, )
They can still fix me... right? ( He opens his eyes, bleary and watery, ) Even if... it's this bad?