[Voice] On the right track for the wrong reasons

[attheclocktower]

[For all she'd told Shion she was fine a few days ago, the cough had started later that afternoon and everything else had come out of nowhere and hit her like a giant Heartless. She was so tired it was a bit difficult to get out of bed, and everything just seemed to be getting colder - though it was hard to tell with how cold everything already was. Meanwhile, her whole body felt like it was aching.

The voice coming across the feed is a very special kind of miserable, maybe a little worried too. She doesn't usually post on the network but right now she doesn't have the energy to drag herself throughout the Tower looking for people she knows.]

Do we know if the Tower is doing s-s-something...? I... [she pauses to cough] feel really bad, and I don't get w-why. I've never felt like this before.

[Guess who's never been sick a day before in her admittedly short life? Not to mention it's a Jason month if the food is anything to go by and she's seen the occasional other person coughing and such too - and the whole "spread of disease" concept is totally lost on her.]

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[attheclocktower]

[Xion shook her head, closing out of the terminal and pushing herself slowly to her feet. She got this far, she could walk back, at least. Or try.]

A little coughing, but... my throat's fine.

[She leaned a little against the wall next to the terminal.]

Am I sick?

[Since... she hadn't really gotten a confirmation either way. Just instructions - which she was perfectly fine with following at this point, given that she still felt really tired.]

[midgarhorizon]

Yeah, kiddo, you are. Looks like a nasty case, too.

[He wasn't taking her assurances that she can when she leaned against the terminal. Instead, he just moved to pick her up and carry her back to bed.]

[attheclocktower]

[She makes noises of surprise and slight protest when he picks her up, but if she feels too bad to really hide how bad she feels, she feels too bad to protest for very long at all. Instead, she lists against him, head drooping onto his shoulder. She's very light, and probably not too hard to carry at all.

Instead, she focuses on what he said, which for her was pretty worrying]

Am I gonna be okay?

[So far as she knew about being sick, sometimes you got better but you could die too, right? How had she even gotten sick?]

[midgarhorizon]

'Course you're gonna be okay, Sweetness. It's just a cold... you stay warm, drink stuff, you'll get better.

[His walk was pretty smooth, taking extra care not to jostle her and bringing her right into her own room.]

Don't worry now. It's not fun, but it's not gonna kill ya.

[On her bed now. He started piling all the clothing and blankets of hers he could find, tucking her in tight.]

I'm not too good at this stuff, Xion. I'll get ya some water and send Shion to check in.

[attheclocktower]

[Well, Reno was putting words to... just about everything she both wanted to say and was worried about. Not fun, but she would be okay. She wouldn't die again. She nods wearily against his shoulder to let him know she heard him.

Her only response to being tucked in was to shiver and curl up in the blankets and clothing piled on top of her. It'd take a little time for the layers to warm up enough to really feel warm.

She still wants to make sure she says something though, before he goes to get that water.]

Thanks... for helping.

[She thinks you're a pretty okay job...]