Years too late

His father's new... old? Past? Partner appeared and Ollie was filled with relief seeing the smaller but older male. Mortis still didn't recognize either of them but Hikaru seemed to have a better idea at handling this than Ollie did. He needed to think quicker on his feet, but he had to admit his mind had been growing sluggish.

"He's right! She only went into the woods for a little while. She'll be right back. Let Hikaru lead you back to the den, I'm sure she'll come to see you soon." Was he going to need to restrain his father? He could feel the heat radiate off him in waves, the fever was high.

"Ohh my, she'll be so worried about you being out of bed! You must not be feeling so well." Ollie suggested, glancing at Hikaru, hoping to get some kind of validation. Was this the way? Please let it work. "We can get you something nice to drink." He knew that sometimes when someone's fever was this high they felt chilled to the bone or felt themself hot to the touch. He didn't know if he would break the spell if he offered a hot or a cold drink. He can't think about how having contact with his father puts him at risk.

"Speech"