It's very warm out, and I've - I've been working..
[ it sounds a weak and worn excuse even to her own ears, and when alisaie glances up toward him again there's a flash of fear behind her eyes. getting sick is one thing, but catching some disease designed to be a weapon is quite another, and she can feel cold, terrifying fingers closing around her heart.
which she's quick to stamp on, with a sharp inhale. ]
I cannot be ill.
[ she can't afford it, there's far too much to be done. ]
no subject
[ it's what? she's scrambling to find excuses, reasons - ]
It's very warm out, and I've - I've been working..
[ it sounds a weak and worn excuse even to her own ears, and when alisaie glances up toward him again there's a flash of fear behind her eyes. getting sick is one thing, but catching some disease designed to be a weapon is quite another, and she can feel cold, terrifying fingers closing around her heart.
which she's quick to stamp on, with a sharp inhale. ]
I cannot be ill.
[ she can't afford it, there's far too much to be done. ]