Now your mess is mine

Shaye was quick to become serious as Rhythm gave her a task, she'd look upon her curiously. Rhythm would look back, taking in the question as seriousness settled over the both of them. Rhythm was just having fun, but she was excited to test Shaye in this scenario. "I might be," she'd grow silent as Shaye looked her over, monitoring breathing, listening to her heartbeat, all the little basic stuff before asking about her symptoms. "Well, I've been getting sick in the mornings.. and well all day at odd intervals. My scent has changed and I've been feeling a little lethargic." She'd give her all that she'd been feeling and would wait to see if Shaye correctly guessed what it was that had gripped her aunt so suddenly. Her expression still one that said she was up to no good Rhy would perk her ears at the young Destruction and wait for her answer.
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