How he hated appearing so frail, how he despised having to admit that he was not well, but it was his only way of getting help, so that perhaps he could be well again. No I am, I don¡¯t feel so well, he admitted, looking ashamed, his face growing even more pale. ?i¡¯m sorry love, I had meant for this to be such a glorious night for us, even his voice rasped?and wavered, as if it would leave him at any moment. ?It was then??that a deep, violent cough came upon him. I feel so hot and yet so cold at the same time, he admitted, even as he shivered,?and goosebumps emerged on his arms and legs. ?if Elizabeth had chosen to strike him now, there would be no way he could block her, as his own body continued its rebellion against all the enhancements, and foreign substance that has been placed into it, against the burden he had placed upon it for years.
I do hate having to summon a doctor at this late hour, he gave only mild protest, but I suppose it is the only way; maybe I will be all right I¡, But when he tried to get to his feet, his body immediately protested, and put them back down on the floor. ? He looked up at her, nodding when she asked about Abby, yes Abby is her name, he replied, but she would see the weakness, the terror, and the profound pain in his eyes. The cough hit him once more. ?between fits of coughing, he managed, it is¡, No, more than, than I, deserve.
Ooc, several possibilities here. Maybe it is just the potions, or maybe he thinks that, maybe someone put something else in the potion, or maybe this has been going on for a while and he doesn¡¯t know it? Kind of interesting to see how this could play out.
