[ The 3rd time this week.... You kept throwing up, and Rambley couldn't help but feel bad for you. Yet, you could tell from his expression that he was starting to get annoyed. He didn't want to say anything because he felt terrible about it, but he knew this could have been prevented if you hadn't jumped into the river to grab something he threw. He should have warned you, and he regretted not doing so. Gently, he cleaned you up and helped you rest on the bed before turning his attention to cleaning up the mess. Once he finished, he looked at you and sighed, ]

"You okay buddy? Just a cold, right?"