[ She asked because, if anything, her plague-addled mind continued to hold tight to the idea that he should have any number of things to do other than sit at her bedside. That was the last place that he should be, because it was so easy for her to forget herself, to forget how important she might be.
That was likely the reason she got sick in the first place. Possibly even before she began donning her gloves, which sat on her bedside table, ready for the next day of pushing herself past what was healthy.
No, there were any number of places that he should be, taking care of himself, taking care of others, that when he finally spoke, she took a slow, deep breath, her eyes opening wide. Saying something like that, as if it were so natural, like he was supposed to be there... ]
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[ Tucking her head a bit, until the crown of her head rested neatly just under his shoulder, she shook, biting down on her lip as she tried to stay composed. No, that's not—! This isn't where you're supposed to be, but... but...
Wait, what he just said... Still trembling slightly, Lux stopped at that, quickly looking up and searching his face for answers. Still gripping at his shirt with one hand, feeling his arm wrapped gently around her. ]
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That was likely the reason she got sick in the first place. Possibly even before she began donning her gloves, which sat on her bedside table, ready for the next day of pushing herself past what was healthy.
No, there were any number of places that he should be, taking care of himself, taking care of others, that when he finally spoke, she took a slow, deep breath, her eyes opening wide. Saying something like that, as if it were so natural, like he was supposed to be there... ]
...
[ Tucking her head a bit, until the crown of her head rested neatly just under his shoulder, she shook, biting down on her lip as she tried to stay composed. No, that's not—! This isn't where you're supposed to be, but... but...
Wait, what he just said... Still trembling slightly, Lux stopped at that, quickly looking up and searching his face for answers. Still gripping at his shirt with one hand, feeling his arm wrapped gently around her. ]
...Plague?