You weren't sleeping in the first place... [She mumbles it with a sigh. Is he not resting because of her? Because he's worried? Even though they agreed to rest together, this whole time they haven't done nearly as much resting as they should have.

And she hates being so weak. It's so obvious. She can't dismiss it or shrug it off. It eats away at her defenses, ones that she had to rebuild with care, ones she didn't get to finish before this.

But they're all sick and she's helpless. Again. She can't even get them medicine or cook something. Sure, she could rest, but...]

...I hate this. Damn it... Get better. Go back to your stupid self... I hate them for this. Attacking when we're already...