[If Ion's this worn out, then he must be really sick. Anise frowns in concern as she quickly fetches a new shirt for Ion, then returns to hover by his bed.]
You're looking really red... [Placing a hand on his forehead!] And you feel pretty hot too. Ion, you have a fever!
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You're looking really red... [Placing a hand on his forehead!] And you feel pretty hot too. Ion, you have a fever!