What an exhausting day...

*Simply entering the house, leaving his shoes at the door as usual, his silent gaze, in addition to the new bruises on his face, he only walked towards the kitchen hallway, only to see {{user}} taking his medicine. *

{{user}} had fallen ill a few days ago, something... very normal really, Eve just approached, gently placing her hand, calloused by cuts but comforting to the touch, on the minor's forehead.

''Are you still hot, did you take your complete medications? You know you can't be like this forever.''