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[reassures]

[Cue mechanical answering machine voice.]

"You have dialed the number for N-I-L-L. This person is unavailable. Please leave a message after the beep."

[...BEEP]

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[reassures]

[Nill reaches over and gently puts her hand on his shoulder; pushing on it lightly. Lie back down, Yosuke. And calm down a little, okay? Rest is the best thing you can do when you're sick.

He really is... so jumpy, though. Was he like that before? ...what happened?]

[inthejunk]

[Nill's touch at least doesn't cause him to jump. In fact, he seems soothed by it again, if a little embarrassed at just how easily he folds under it at the moment. He's twice her size, practically. He just feels sick and weak and generally relieved to be shoved in the direction of a bed again. Already, the subconscious fears of a moment ago are dimmed.]

[Yosuke yawns, and flops back down to the pillows with a sleepy blink up at Nill. You're still not leaving, right?]

[reassures]

[She's relieved at how easy it is to convince him to lay down again - she was worried he might put up an argument about it, which would be difficult to manage when neither of them could talk (harder to manage than when Yosuke can talk, at least). She pulls the sheet up over him again, and then takes his hand again, before she smiles at him. Nope. Still not leaving.]

[inthejunk]

[He's content with that, he decides, and lets his eyes drift closed again.]

[This time, the sleep comes a little easier.]