...I'm afraid it's not quite that simple. [His gaze falls to his lap. Unfortunately, the only way to answer that question honestly is to explain everything.]

I don't know if you noticed, but my health this past summer was rather poor. I wasn't eating very much, and I spent most of the day sleeping. Before Dist was sent home, he told me I needed to take better care of myself. He thought that the reason my body was becoming so weak was because of stress. And... for awhile, I thought I had gotten better. So I didn't see any reason to bring it up.

[His health had been poor, but he became very good at hiding it. The only meals he skipped were the ones he usually ate outside of the house, and though it's true he was sleeping in until nearly noon every day, that's not including the accidental naps he'd take at the library while reading. It wasn't until after Dist was gone that he finally began making more of an effort to keep himself healthy, knowing he couldn't just push his own inability to take care of himself on those around him...]

But now... it feels as though it's come back. And with Dist gone, there's no one here who knows enough about replicas to know whether I'm just sick, or... it's something else.