He enjoy the smile that played on her features, the sight of such an expression would prove that everything was going to be alright. The corners would his mouth would turn up, even still he was reminded of how far he had to go. He longed desperately to take her into his arms, but he knew the touch might cause her the same sickness. She?d call him foolish, as he very much obviously was, he had no hope of disguising how serious his condition actually was. She?d go on, as his eyes longed after her, to ask if he?d accepted any of the medicine that should, and would continue being, only in use by her parents. Frith would shake his head, "Your parents need the herbs more than I." He?d cough slightly again, "I can handle this." Though by ?handling? he meant being knocked out for a couple of weeks. His body could very much fight of the virus, it would just take him much longer than he wanted.
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