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Forgot to plug in the electric one. Maybe this'll be enough. S'pretty big.

[He takes another sip of soup, careful.]

[Goes back to mess with some more stuff in their makeshift kitchen again]

Give it a bit, see how it goes. 'Course you're gonna be cold if you keep squirming around.

M'not squirming.

[He takes another sip, both hands cupped around the bowl for the heat. His eyes are glazed over a bit more than before.]

Keep still and drink your miso, then.

[She putters around a bit longer before poking her head back in, their thermoses from before hooked on her finger.]

...Man, you really look like shit.

...mm?

Just tired, is all.

[He looks tired, too. More tired even than he usually looks, these days, and that's saying something.]

[He does take another sip of the soup, though.]

More than tired.

[Pauses, shifting her weight]

You feel like lying down, let me know.

Naw, I'm doing okay. Just gonna - gonna finish up my soup.

[He blinks at the soup in his hands - sares blankly for a long couple of seconds, before he takes another sip.]

Okay... You feel like dropping soup all over my bedspread, you let me know. Preferably beforehand.

Aye aye, captain.

...how bout you, you gonna eat?

Afraid I'm gonna steal your dinner?

Pretty sure you'd've done it already if you were gonna.

[Sips at the soup.]

I mean, I did, but something's telling me you aren't finding it that much of a loss at the moment.

[Settles near the entrance with her lunchbox, since of course she'd taken them along with all the other crap]

...Guess you wouldn't notice how bland this stuff tastes, at least.

Dude. For real, you sure you don't want some soup?

I don't mind sharing.

Pretty sure you need the vitamins and I don't need the germs.

[Mugs at him and nudges against (what she's pretty sure is) his leg buried under the covers, comfortable]

'Sides, there's plenty, so don't sweat it. ...Unless you're 'sposed to sweat a cold. Probably should've looked that up.

Eh, we'll figure it out. People -

[Please hold for this spate of ugly coughing to pass. He manages not to spill the soup by balancing it on his knee for support, but only just.]

- people been getting sick forever, just about.

Dunno if we wanna get into the pros and cons of being sick in Heian times or something, but sure. Germs're survivors, they did a good job.

Won the evolutionary jackpot.

[He takes another sip of the soup, but he is decidedly dragging, by this point. His eyes slip closed for a blink, but it takes them a couple of seconds too long to open again.]

[He honestly made it further than she was expecting, and she reaches over to take the bowl from his hands, gentle]

...mmm?

[He manages to get his eyes open again, with effort.]

Mmm.

[Shakes her head and lightly pushes him back into the pillows; sets the bowl outside the fort if he'll stay put for it]

[He makes a sleepy sound when she presses him back against the pillows - doesn't fuss when she takes the bowl.]

[She sets it safely down, then returns, pulling the covers up more snugly around him]

[He murmurs something not quite comprehensible, soft and questioning - reaches out a hand, without opening his eyes, to grope vaguely toward her.]

[Takes it, guiding it back in towards his body, humming something like reassurance]

[He settles at the touch and at the sound, letting his hand be guided. Then he nestles into the blankets a little more, with a soft sigh, and finally goes still.]

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