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Ash smiled gently in reply "I'm ok I guess. I haven't much a right to complain compared to you" he looked at Eric's chest and flushed.

"But I have to admit that I never want to smell vanilla or grilled cheese for the rest of my life" He chuckled weakly

In fact Ash was feeling weak still, despite his attempt to look strong. Ash groaned as he sat up, using his left arm as a prop. Sitting on the edge of the cot he looked over at Eric. Somehow his presence was comforting to him and had made this experience borderline tolerable. 

"You know this whole thing has made me think" Ash said slowly "If she is right... Well..." A slow tear ran down his cheek and hit the scarred symbol on his bare chest "My mom... well she died a little bit ago... doctors couldn't figure it out... she'd always had asthma and well... suddenly her body just stopped... everything... if this is true could she have been saved?" He asked looking Eric in the eyes, Ash's blue eyes dripping uncontrollably. Ash hated to be selfish, but he had to open up. This idea had been eating away at him and he needed an outside thought, and he trusted Eric. 

(OOC: Since this is a conversation could you reply in PM like you would on here? That way we don't have a ton of short posts. Once we are done I will just copy them all into a single post.)