[What... is a chirurgeon? She'd like to verbalize that, but it's almost as if admitting she is unwell finally made that reality sink in for Takane, the symptoms hitting her full force. She leans against him for support, trying her best to maintain her footing as he checks her temperature.
Hmm, his hand is pleasantly cool.]
Y-Yes, I believe so... [No, she isn't. She's going to attempt to stumble out the door anyway.]
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Hmm, his hand is pleasantly cool.]
Y-Yes, I believe so... [No, she isn't. She's going to attempt to stumble out the door anyway.]