"It got you-" She repeated his words, then they sunk in and she gritted her teeth. The hand that was rubbing his back pausing and just gripping the fabric. Her eyes narrowed at his arm. What was that? Scales?
It was probably bad that she hoped he was just turning into something strange. That was normal for here.
Then she brought her other hand up, reaching for his forehead. Going to check his temperature. Though she wasn't sure what to do if he'd been injected with something.
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It was probably bad that she hoped he was just turning into something strange. That was normal for here.
Then she brought her other hand up, reaching for his forehead. Going to check his temperature. Though she wasn't sure what to do if he'd been injected with something.
"How are you feeling?"