[ Several minutes later, Lance is wearing dish gloves with the sleeves of his bathrobe tucked into them, a paper face mask, his Paladin helmet, and one of Hunk's aprons, but sure enough, he's delivering blankets and a bottle of Generic Sports Beverage That Definitely Isn't Gatorade, peering cautiously inside the bathroom. ]
[And lo and behold, sprawled in the bathtub with his legs dangling out the side of it, is their fearless leader. Looking gross pale and definitely unwell, though he's regarding the ceiling with utmost seriousness. As if it's wronged him.]
[Lance's getup though - that earns a short, watery laugh.]
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But if he isn't sick, then both of you need to keep away from me. Hunk too.
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[At least he didn't say "fine"]
Think the worst is over - but I don't want any of you catching it somehow.
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how can it still be contagious?
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have to get out of the bathroom first
so thats how
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do you need like an ambulance or something? do they have ambulances here??
also which bathroom are you in no offense but i'm gonna avoid it
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ill ask dr ziegler
the one closest to my room
i think i left a boot in front of the door
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jk but seriously do you need anything?
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maybe another towel
or a space heater
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not sure it wasnt my week to do laundry
i can bring you a blanket??
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kinda using them
...
youre a smart guy lance
that would be
a better idea
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[ Several minutes later, Lance is wearing dish gloves with the sleeves of his bathrobe tucked into them, a paper face mask, his Paladin helmet, and one of Hunk's aprons, but sure enough, he's delivering blankets and a bottle of Generic Sports Beverage That Definitely Isn't Gatorade, peering cautiously inside the bathroom. ]
...Heyyyyy.
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[Lance's getup though - that earns a short, watery laugh.]
Nice outfit. Looks good.
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[ He's edging close enough to the tub—and seriously, Shiro, the tub? Really?— to shake the blanket out and drape it over him, though. ]
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[Part of the blanket ends up settling down over the lower part of his face. So the next bit is muffled.]
-- smart.
Thanks.
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Is that better?
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[There's a dull thunk when his metal hand reaches for that bottle. And smacks against the side of the tub.]
Thanks, buddy.
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[He blows out a breath.] Angela's... in the same boat as I am. Sounds like. I asked her already.
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[Lucio left a few months ago, now. But it still hurts, thinking about it. They'd been close.]
He was a good friend.
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[ He hadn't meant to bring up something to make Shiro feel worse than he currently does. He's just a little concerned. ]
The point kinda stands, though. About you probably needing a doctor, I mean.
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[It's fine, this is fine, everything is fine.]
And I'd be all for it, if I knew any.
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[He may have scarred a few nurses with his painkiller-caused ramblings.]
But if I need it, I'll get myself there.