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[confidence_man]

Sawyer's walking down the hall to his room, his newly-acquired tube of lotion in his crusty, green right hand. He has to stop after every couple of doors to rest, catch his breath. It's during one of these stops that he realizes that his skin isn't just crusty

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[friggin_gift]

Boone walks out of his room and is walking down the hall when he sees Sawyer sitting on the ground. He doesn't notice the scales yet.

"You ok?" He doesn't seem too worried. It's probably because he's not.

[confidence_man]

"Do I look okay?" He thrusts his hand into the air.

"Does this look okay to you?"

[friggin_gift]

Boone takes a step back. "What the fuck happened to you?"

[confidence_man]

"Wish I knew. I started feeling sick a couple of days back, and now..."

He pulls up sweater arm to show the scales running up his arm. "Runs the entire length of my right side. Fucking bar."

[friggin_gift]

"Holy shit." He peers at it. "Does it hurt?" It's a dumb question, but what do you expect. They're fucking scales!

[confidence_man]

"Nah. They itch like hell, though."

As if that makes him remember his discomfort, he begins scratching his right side. "It's probably contagious. Want a hug?"

[friggin_gift]

He backs up a little more. "I'm good, thanks."

[confidence_man]

Sawyer chuckles... and promptly has a coughing fit.

He sits silently for a bit, trying to catch his breath. Then, "God, that part hurts."

[friggin_gift]

Boone hesitates before moving forward. "Come on." He puts his arm around Sawyer's waist, careful not to touch his arm.

[confidence_man]

He brushes Boone's arm off and starts pushing himself up. "I can do it."

Miraculously, he does... though he's still leaning against the wall for support.

[friggin_gift]

"Accepting help doesn't make you less of a man, you know."

[confidence_man]

"Thanks for the lecture. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get back to my room and die now." Sawyer turns and starts stumbling down the hall.

[friggin_gift]

"Suit yourself." He knows he's not getting anywhere with Sawyer. "See you around, Sawyer."

[confidence_man]

He grunts... and as soon as Boone is out of sight, he slides back down to the floor.