[...if Junpei were a smarter person he might, like, shove Carlos into a bed or into the bathroom but right now he's just kind of setting him down and crouching in front of him. Give him a second to press a hand to his forehead like he's checking for a fever.]
What hurts? Besides your stomach, obviously. I don't...really know medicine but maybe we can figure something out. Diana was a nurse and she talked about some stuff when we were all at Dcom. [Help?] What happened yesterday? Anything specific?
[The chair is comfy and he doesn't want to move ever again, so this is fine. Junpei's free to check for a fever, but what he will find is the exact opposite. Carlos' forehead is slightly sweaty, and he feels cold to the touch. Though he might not be entirely aware of it, he leans into the touch.]
Head hurts, too. Thought it might've been something I ate, but this feels too— [He cuts off, clearing his throat for a moment here.] It feels too extreme. I dunno if I've done anything to cause this though. Yesterday was [...] mostly normal.
[...it's fine, he's just going to let his hand move so Carlos can lean and let his fingers lightly massage at the base of his head. None of this really adds up to something normal that he can put a finger on though and the expression he has is...pretty worried.]
[It takes him a moment to respond, his eyes sliding shut as he tries to relax. Junpei might start to think Carlos just didn't hear him, but once the moment passes, he sighs.]
[...is there another chair. He's going to grab that so he can sit and rearrange them to pull Carlos's head to his shoulder to get him to relax while he's still letting his fingers move. Is he just tactile and affectionate with people he likes? Yeah.]
...we found her body yesterday. Something...hurt her, I think, because when we got there she sounded like she was in pain. But the crates were stacked and when we tried to move...[He just shakes his head. The implications are clear, but...he takes a breath after that though, trying to keep himself calm instead of coming unglued with everything.] ...same thing happened to Beck this morning. They found her body before it just disappeared. Chuuya's dead, too.
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What hurts? Besides your stomach, obviously. I don't...really know medicine but maybe we can figure something out. Diana was a nurse and she talked about some stuff when we were all at Dcom. [Help?] What happened yesterday? Anything specific?
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Head hurts, too. Thought it might've been something I ate, but this feels too— [He cuts off, clearing his throat for a moment here.] It feels too extreme. I dunno if I've done anything to cause this though. Yesterday was [...] mostly normal.
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What does "mostly normal" mean?
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Zero. Is she missing on your side?
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...we found her body yesterday. Something...hurt her, I think, because when we got there she sounded like she was in pain. But the crates were stacked and when we tried to move...[He just shakes his head. The implications are clear, but...he takes a breath after that though, trying to keep himself calm instead of coming unglued with everything.] ...same thing happened to Beck this morning. They found her body before it just disappeared. Chuuya's dead, too.
Do you know something about all of this?