sorry times infinity

She tried to gulp down air to answer Oki as he approached, but it only served to further trigger a coughing fit. It felt like there was something rooted deep and growing in her lungs. The thought made her want to pass out. Fable flicked her eyes to him, gesturing weakly with a paw that she was attempting to speak. A few more seconds of wheezing passed before she managed to squeak out: "I deserve it." Her voice was small and pitiful. Although she thought a great deal of herself - well, maybe she once had - she wasn't above admitting her mistake. She struggled to sit up and speak again, but a great rush of blood made her so light headed that she was forced to remain on her side. Oh, this is bad. Praying that news of her condition didn't reach Abaven, Fable wet her lips and spoke again: "D-don't tell anyone. Our secret." Each word was almost painful.