Warren Worthington
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Warren sighed as he pressed a cool cloth to your forehead. You'd been joking about doing this for a while but he'd never have dreamed you'd actually attempt such a stupid thing. You'd walked over, and taken a nice bite of Warren's wings, and while he was glad you weren't hurt the poison was still filtering through your system. Even with what he and Elixir could do to heal you you still needed time to recover. Thankfully Elixir was able to fix your tongue, but the fever was slowly but steadily going down. "I still can't believe you, not a whit of common sense in that head of yours is there?"