60th Draw has no title?! :O [Voice]

[boomchucka]

[Somehow, despite being sick as a dog and stuck in bed at the battle dome clinic, Selphie's wrestled her journal away from people who are more content to have her sleeping the days away. But at least now, she can kind of sit up with the help of another person and a couple pillows. She's determined not to let Malaria keep her down forever and well

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[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia enters the clinic somewhat late in the day. This is the first time she's been seen in the village since the battle, but flipping through the journal allowed her to find out about Selphie's condition and location. She steps inside, looking for her.]

[boomchucka]

[Selphie's been moved around a couple times but she didn't really mind because the back corner where she'd been moved to was quieter than the others. To make things even better, the area was almost completely dark with the exception of the lamp that was left on at all times. A pitcher full of water and a cup were on a nearby table.

Selphie herself can be found tucked into bed and partaking in that nap she said she was going to take. Someone had obviously been making rounds recently and had replaced the cool cloth on her forehead.]

[eidolon_soul]

[Upon finding her, Rydia surveyed her situation carefully. Once satisfied -well, as satisfied as she could be in that state, she poured some water for Selphie for whenever she awoke, and settled into the nearby seat. Ceodore deserved a break, no doubt, and...she didn't want to go home to that empty bedroom.]

[boomchucka]

[Selphie would love to be at home, sleeping in her own bed as she stirred in her bed. She heard the water pouring into her cup first as she cracks her eyes open and looks around blearily. When she see's Rydia, the perky brunette can't be give her a sleepy smile. Her voice is soft but stronger than the previous day.]

I'm in good hands, Rydia. You don't need to worry.

[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia smiles, though it doesn't exactly reach her eyes.]

You know I can't help it. How are you feeling now?

[boomchucka]

[Selphie and Rydia are exactly the same like that. Worrying about everybody except themselves. Selphie's face is still flushed from the fever and her skin is noticeably paler than last week but she's in good spirits despite being rather tired.]

I'm okay, I guess.

[eidolon_soul]

[She nods, though of course notices the signs of less than stellar health.]

Well, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll make sure Ceodore gets some rest...and I don't want to go home right now, anyway.

[boomchucka]

[Selphie doesn't know about Kain's death as it's been mercifully kept from her knowledge. She knows when something's wrong however.]

What's wrong?

[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia doesn't quite meet her gaze.]

You don't...?

[boomchucka]

[Selphie looks at Rydia, genuinely puzzled.]

What happened?

[eidolon_soul]

...Kain. He didn't make it.

[So much guilt in one sentence.]

1/3

[boomchucka]

[Selphie's eyes are wide with surprise.]

[boomchucka]

[And then the shock settles in over her as tears well up her eyes and start falling down her cheeks.]

[boomchucka]

[She looks away from Rydia and curls in on herself. Selphie starts sobbing quietly.]

I... I'm sorry, Rydia.

[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia's eyes grow bright with tears at that.]

Me, too.

...it was my fault. I couldn't stop falling asleep....

[boomchucka]

[Give Selphie a few moments to stop crying and she'll over to look at Rydia sadly. It just makes the perky brunette look even more tired as she slowly shakes her head.]

It's not your fault.