[Nothing in the Box is easy- Tim knew to keep his temperature down when he'd feel too woozy. It fluctuated- a flat hundred reading now, spiking whenever it felt like spiking. He would sit under the showers then and shiver until he was disgusted. He lets out an affirmative but miffed little hum at Steph's words. Of course he knew that and had drank plenty of liquids already. Not eaten, not much, but he'd drank.
Tim sits still through most of Steph's fussing. Occasionally he'd tense. Mostly he'd do that periodic shiver. He drew away from her touch, just a fraction, when she gets to his neck. The rash begins behind his left ear, spreads down his back. Small reddish specks of irritation. His eyes water-- it's a whole lot of normal for someone feeling so horrid. But Tim feels like his body's not his, though it still was on his last inspection. There was the telltale reluctance to move.
Until Steph decided to ninja that frozen circle of hell up his shirt, and Tim belatedly catches wind of it.] --Upp- nononowhat are you
[He tries to cover up before recognizing it'd do nothing. There's the light and somewhat faded surgical scar (the new one), and nothing too out of place. Thinness. No gaping hole where Jasper's spear had pierced his chest.]
Steph. [A blush that brings a headache. It's automatic.] Steph, get off. I'm fine. Get off. Out.
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Tim sits still through most of Steph's fussing. Occasionally he'd tense. Mostly he'd do that periodic shiver. He drew away from her touch, just a fraction, when she gets to his neck. The rash begins behind his left ear, spreads down his back. Small reddish specks of irritation. His eyes water-- it's a whole lot of normal for someone feeling so horrid. But Tim feels like his body's not his, though it still was on his last inspection. There was the telltale reluctance to move.
Until Steph decided to ninja that frozen circle of hell up his shirt, and Tim belatedly catches wind of it.] --Upp- nononowhat are you
[He tries to cover up before recognizing it'd do nothing. There's the light and somewhat faded surgical scar (the new one), and nothing too out of place. Thinness. No gaping hole where Jasper's spear had pierced his chest.]
Steph. [A blush that brings a headache. It's automatic.] Steph, get off. I'm fine. Get off. Out.