you almost feel guilty for getting sick while you're all stuck in the middle of nowhere — it's not like any of you need another problem to worry about, especially with the snow settling in. misty claims that it's probably just a cold, but... it's been difficult to deal with when you're so starved.

what you don't feel bad about, however, is all the attention nat's been giving you. you expected misty to be the one taking care of you, but nat hasn't left your side except to go hunting. despite how much you hate seeing her so worried, you can't deny that it feels nice.

she's sitting on a chair next to your bed now, a cup of tea in her hands. "it smells disgusting, but... it's supposed to help."