[If Pal were not already convinced of the seriousness of the situation, Rita’s utter terror would do the trick. She’s begging for his help, and that’s not something she would ever do lightly. Hell, he never expected to see her turn to him for help at all.
He isn’t about to gloat, though. Not when things are so dire. Something flashes in his eyes at Rita’s explanation, and when he speaks his voice is deadly calm] What kind of mystery fluid? [He doesn’t wait to hear her answer to continue his examination, carefully palpitating Natsuno’s belly and chest, doing his best to make a note of his blood pressure, the state of his lungs.]
Natsuno, I’m going to try to bring down your temperature, all right? [He can’t tell what Natsuno’s body is trying to fight, but he sure as hell can help him do it.]
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He isn’t about to gloat, though. Not when things are so dire. Something flashes in his eyes at Rita’s explanation, and when he speaks his voice is deadly calm] What kind of mystery fluid? [He doesn’t wait to hear her answer to continue his examination, carefully palpitating Natsuno’s belly and chest, doing his best to make a note of his blood pressure, the state of his lungs.]
Natsuno, I’m going to try to bring down your temperature, all right? [He can’t tell what Natsuno’s body is trying to fight, but he sure as hell can help him do it.]