“How are you feeling, Sanzo?”
Like I want to die, he thought, coughing, and he had to grit his teeth against the sudden rise of bile. He felt blindly for the bowl Goku had given him earlier, just in case, and it was still resting just where he’d put it.
“Like shit,” he said instead, once he was certain he could talk without vomiting. “
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