"Ciaossu! If you got to this, means I'm out at practice or I'm at the batting cage. Ask whatever you want, I'll be sure to get back in the meantime! See ya!"
Haha, well, you did ask, and I really couldn't say no to that. [Although if he really did try to deny it, whatever made his mouth move on its own certainly did the trick...]
...are you sure you have a fever, though? I mean, sure you did seem hot before, but now you seem to be doing okay.
[ As he starts to go outside, she starts to feel worse and worse. Lydia ends up lying back on the bed again, her face down in the pillow. She turns onto her side and holds herself, feeling even sicker the further away he gets, much more rapidly than before to the point that she even just shouts out ]
Come back!
[ And it definitely doesn't sound like a happy recall. ]
[And without any hesitance, Sasayan immediately turns around and dashes back into Lydia's room, a bit of a surprised look on his face as he just sorta stares at the girl with a questioning look.]
...so, did you actually get sick when I went away?
Man, this virus sure is weird if that's the case. I've been getting some weird vibes from it all the time, but...looks like I won't be leaving your side for a while, huh?
[And of course, his face shoots up in a grin once more.]
Hehe, looks like we're fake married at this point, aren't we?
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It's fine. I was joking when I said to come over, but I'm glad you're here. [ She's pulling the blanket down a bit now so she doesn't look so silly. ]
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...are you sure you have a fever, though? I mean, sure you did seem hot before, but now you seem to be doing okay.
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[ This is really weird.. She's noticing a marked difference in her physical state okay ]
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[This is aready sounding familiar, and the look on his face shows he's remembering back to when he was sick himself and...
...this better not be a virus.]
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[ Lydia sits up rather suddenly, looking surprised at him. ]
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And I thought we didn't have to deal with this anymore...ugh, this sucks.
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[ Hmm.. She's trying to think. If it's just them being in the same room, it might not be that bad. ]
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[And hopefully it doesn't escalate into something much worse. So, he's placing a hand on his chin in thought...] ...any ideas on your part?
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[ Maybe it's just a coincidence. Because otherwise.. ]
Go outside of the house for a minute.
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Alright, just tell me when everything is getting better? Or at least when you feel sick again.
[...why did it happen again? As soon as those words came out, his brain is already shouting at him that something is wrong.]
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Come back!
[ And it definitely doesn't sound like a happy recall. ]
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...so, did you actually get sick when I went away?
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I did. I don't think it's the exact same since you don't have to be touching me, but..
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[And of course, his face shoots up in a grin once more.]
Hehe, looks like we're fake married at this point, aren't we?
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[ Lydia hasn't been getting any of those.. it could be the sickness, but she'd rather hear about them. ]
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[He's sure he felt it before- his body moving on it's own? No, it couldn't be that...]
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I dunno, it feels like I'm being pulled along with things that I don't normally do. Like I'm being ordered around or something...
[...WAIT...that wasn't what he said at all-!? How did that come out??]
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[ Lydia looks rather concerned about this though for real. ]
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[And don't make it too terrifying on him- or something outrageous he would never do.]
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Touch your nose?
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...you know, I didn't even want to do that anyways.
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So you have to do anything I tell you?
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Yeah, I guess so. It feels like I'm a servant at this point.
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