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[idkmybffsean]

 [Too stubborn to stay in his room for the whole of his sudden sickness, Joe is sitting in the hall. He didn't make it far from his room before fatigue and breathing difficulty made him slump against the wall. He's not going anywhere any time soon.

The comm feed starts mid way through a rather horrible sounding cough. There's a groan, and then a

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[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela might, for the most part, be avoiding everyone ever - but like hell if she's going to ignore this.

She also doesn't bother verbally responding to Joe. Instead, she just snags a couple water bottles and maybe some other sickness-related items and heads his way.]

[idkmybffsean]

[When Mikaela arrives, she'll find Joe sitting with his back against the wall and legs sprawled out in front of him. His eyes are closed and his mouth his partially open. For the moment, he's just focusing on breathing without coughing up a lung.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She drops to her knees besides him, reaching hesitantly to brush her fingers across his shoulder.]

Joe?

[idkmybffsean]

[At the touch his eyes crack open. Joe takes a second to register just who it is before giving her a lazy, lop-sided grin.]

'kaela.

[He kinda sounds like he's been eating glass. His attention remains on her face for a bit before he glances down to the bottles she's brought. Joe tries for a laugh but it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. He sounds like hell and feels a lot worse. Joe groans.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[He gets a tight smile in return, but it doesn't last.]

We need to get you back in your room.

[Her voice is quiet, but tense. She's worried about him, and she presses a hand gently to his forehead to check his temperature.]

[idkmybffsean]

'M sick o'that room.

[Her hand on his forehead is a welcome thing. He's got himself a fever.]

Haven't seen you for a while.

[Even with the sickness, he's still able to give her a slightly concerned look.]

[chopshopgoddess]

Well...how about my room?

[Her hands are cold, too - it makes his forehead feel like it's on fire.]

Been busy.

[Not totally a lie. She doesn't think this is a good time to discuss herself. No time is, really. Shes just counting days and praying every night it's her that disappears next.]

Can you stand?

[idkmybffsean]

[He raises his eyebrows and tries to stifle a cough. The attempt fails. This really, really sucks. Joe makes a frustrated sound and nods.]

Won't know until I try.

[Joe starts to move and stops.]

'might need some help.

[chopshopgoddess]

[She tucks the bottles into the bag she had brought, then slips herself under one of Joe's arms.]

I won't let you fall. I promise.

[idkmybffsean]

[He gives a tiny nod.]

I trust ya.

[Generally his pride wouldn't let him accept help like this, but right now Joe can't bring himself to care. Between Mikaela and the wall, Joe manages to stand.]

One small step fer man...

[He trails off, trusting Mikaela will get the joke.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She smiles faintly at his words - knowing he does trust her, even with this, means something. She shoulders his weight carefully, taking as much off it on her as possible.]

Always got a joke, huh?

[Still, her smile strengthens a little, and she looks down, ready to move when he is.]

[idkmybffsean]

Rather see ya smilin' than not. I like yer smile.

[Longer strings of words, it seems, are his downfall. Joe coughs again and makes a frustrated sound. This is really getting old fast. He scowls and motions forward, keeping as much of his weight off her as he can manage.]

Let's go.

[And he's starting forward. It's a slow pace, but one he'll steadily build up as they go. Provided he gets a break every now and then, the progress should be pretty good. Joe gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

Thanks fer this.

[chopshopgoddess]

[That momentarily makes her cheeks pinken a little, but it doesn't last when it makes him cough. She leans her head into his shoulder ever so slightly, substituting the gesture as a hug.]

Okay. Just tell me when you need to stop.

[She'll give him any breaks he needs at all, and hopefully before long they'll be fumbling back into one of their rooms.]

Course. Wouldn't leave you on your own, that wouldn't be very nice of me, would it?

[idkmybffsean]

[He'd be sad that he missed that blush if he knew about it. Sadly, Joe's focusing too much on standing up and putting one foot in front of the other to notice.]

Ta tu mear.

[It's Irish he's speaking, the basic translation being 'you're a darling'.]

M'glad yer here. [Joe moves in silence for a bit, not even registering when Mikaela's room comes into view. He frowns a bit, deep in thought and then...] Missed ya.

[chopshopgoddess]

You know I like it when you talk like that. [Something about it is inherently sexy.]

Missed you, too.

[Her voice is quiet as they slow, and when they finally stop, her free hand fishes her keycard out of her pocket in order to let them in. She knows she's been kind of...MIA for almost two weeks.]

Almost there.

time for me to crash. gnight! <3

[idkmybffsean]

[Joe smirks and the moment the door is open, lets her go, heading for the bed. He sits on it's edge and hunches forward, elbows on his knees and head in his hands. Breathing should not be this difficult. Stupid throat. Stop closing up.]

I'll remember that.

[If he keeps his sentences short, he's okay. Kinda.]

Can I steal a sip o'water?