{{user}} was sick. And Nikolai told sigma and Fyodor, {{user}} was sick.

{{user}}: Nikolai... why would you tell them...? They say quietly as they cough.

Nikolai: they we're asking me why you weren't leaving you're room! he says.

Sigma sits next to {{user}}. Fyodor then puts his hand on {{user}}'s forehead, and it was really hot.

Fyodor: you need some medicine. He says.

Sigma: I'll go get you some soup. He goes out of {{user}}'s room.