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Being poorly is horrible, but Evan has lots of people looking after him. Each of his party members has popped in to spend time with him, reading to him, bringing him gifts from his subjects, and generally cheering him up.
Right now, he has Tani sitting on the end of his bed, beaming as she recounts the tale of how she pulled a prank on Batu.
Evan giggles but starts coughing. Tani appears at his side, handing him a tissue and rubbing his back.
“Thank you,” Evan mumbles, his voice hoarse.
“No problem,” Tani says. “Just get better soon, alright.”