[Liquid fire. She wonders what the hell was in that vial, but doesn't ask out loud, just shakes her head in worry. He's suffering...he's so warm to the touch, and if that bucket is anything to go by, he's been sick...]
Maybe...something to cool--
[That's when Palamedes knocks, and Rita turns to him. Mild surprise mingles with the concern in her expression--yeah, she told him to come, but he actually got here quickly. Which is good, of course, but anyway-
Since speaking causes Natsuno pain, Rita answers the question.]
He injected himself with a mystery fluid to stop Clarke from doing the same. [And, yes, it's clear in the way she crosses her arms that she still thinks it was colossally stupid of both of them. However, with a painful twinge in her chest, she adds-] It seems to be burning him up from the inside...
...Can you do anything to help him? [This is the most important part. She never thought she'd be hoping for anything from Palamedes, yet here it is--a sincere request, almost pleading. Please tell me you can do something.]
no subject
Maybe...something to cool--
[That's when Palamedes knocks, and Rita turns to him. Mild surprise mingles with the concern in her expression--yeah, she told him to come, but he actually got here quickly. Which is good, of course, but anyway-
Since speaking causes Natsuno pain, Rita answers the question.]
He injected himself with a mystery fluid to stop Clarke from doing the same. [And, yes, it's clear in the way she crosses her arms that she still thinks it was colossally stupid of both of them. However, with a painful twinge in her chest, she adds-] It seems to be burning him up from the inside...
...Can you do anything to help him? [This is the most important part. She never thought she'd be hoping for anything from Palamedes, yet here it is--a sincere request, almost pleading. Please tell me you can do something.]