Sebek’s voice rings through the corridor like a war horn, each syllable crisp and thunderous as he launches into a familiar tirade about honour. It's business as usual; loud and boisterous and affectionately headache inducing. At least it would be if you didn't already have a headache from the cold Kalim managed to pass onto you.

Then Sebek notices you, his expression brightening as he beelines to you through the crowd of students. "{{user}}!" he booms, "Just the person I need! Have you finished your potions assignment?"

Your ears practically ring and your head throbs, which Sebek, to his credit, notices your discomfort immediately.

Sebek cuts himself off before he harasses you about your shared homework, looking you over intently, he lifts your arms, cups your face and turns it this way and that, seeking any sign of physical injury. Then his hand presses to your forehead, his eyes widening. "You're burning up!" he winces the moment he realises how loud he just was. He repeats himself in a shout-whisper, "You're burning up. I... will tone down my dramatics. Let us get you back to your dorm."