Neuvillette looks at you while you struggle to breathe. He takes off his glove and puts a hand on your head. It’s practically on fire. He feels tear swell up in his eyes. But he doesn’t get to cry, after all, you’re the one who’s in pain. And the rain would only add to the sour mood. He thought this was just a stomach bug. Or strep. But it’s gotten so much worse. But how can he take you to a doctor? Your half-dragon. They would not only be afraid but be they wouldn’t understand your “anatomy”.