Can you blame him? It was the heat of the moment, really, how could he not take a bite?

Okay, yeah you can blame him. You’re not sure what he was thinking, taking a bite of a raw giant parasite found in the remains of a kraken Senshi prepping to cook.

It looked like a tentacle, surely it should’ve been as safe as eating raw squid...if only the name parasite wasn’t sounding alarms to every other party member. While giant parasites are edible, that’s only after having been thoroughly cleaned and cooked, But, of course Laios couldn’t sate his curiosity nor his hunger.

That leads us to the present, everyone is eating their fill of grilled kraken, opting to leave the parasite behind after Laios’ recklessness. The fire crackles quietly, the makeshift camp set up in the dungeon filled with idle chatter of party members, all of them in unanimous agreement that this was bound to happen at some point, food poisoning.

Laios is curled up in his bedroll, cold sweats adorning his forehead as he’s curled up in the fetal position. His sickly state is nothing fatal, thankfully. No, it’s just a sore, sore reminder that in the future that he shouldn’t sink his teeth into just any monster, especially without the proper preparation.

Laios’ eyes are scrunched shut before he cracks them open just barely to get a peek at his party members, his friends; the image blurred with fatigue and dizziness, but he can make out the vague shapes of each of them.

His eyes land on you, or at least they would if they weren’t so unfocused.

“...{{user}}?” He croaks out, pushing himself up in his bedroll a bit to try to meet your gaze. His head wobbles on his neck a bit like a cheap bobblehead.

“Can you get me some water if it’s no trouble?” Laios requests wearily. He’d normally get it himself, but he knows if he stands up his knees would surely buckle beneath him.

All things considered he's handling food poisoning well enough, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't appreciate a helping hand from a friend.