[His eyes narrow slightly, looking both like he's in pain and concentrating on something. Or maybe it's just that it hurts to concentrate. The color in his face starts to drain, the feverish flush fading and replaced with a sickly pallor. He closes his eyes then and shivers again. There's no way...no way that he'll be able to go back out and then come back again without passing out this time. He'll be even worse of a hindrance, not just to her but to the entire mission.
The realization makes him feel sicker than any virus.]
...No. Sorry. You're right. [He whispers, eyes still closed.]
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[His eyes narrow slightly, looking both like he's in pain and concentrating on something. Or maybe it's just that it hurts to concentrate. The color in his face starts to drain, the feverish flush fading and replaced with a sickly pallor. He closes his eyes then and shivers again. There's no way...no way that he'll be able to go back out and then come back again without passing out this time. He'll be even worse of a hindrance, not just to her but to the entire mission.
The realization makes him feel sicker than any virus.]
...No. Sorry. You're right. [He whispers, eyes still closed.]