Hearing the enthusiasm as he volunteered to take a look she didn’t get her hopes up, she knew how hard medicine was to come by and it was highly unlikely Maisie had anymore seeing as they had already taken her painkillers. Opening her eyes to take a glance at what he was doing she could only assume that there had been no medicine in the backpack as now he was drumming his fingers against his knee. “It’s fine, the fever will break on its own. We don’t need medicine.” Offering a smile as she shifted on the sofa trying to make herself comfortable.
Although her words had seemingly fallen on deaf ears because he was determined to find something to help by the looks of his actions. Watching as he left to search the bathroom, she felt herself sigh, finally letting her guard down as she couldn’t keep up the act that she was fine. That was draining her enough, but it was hard not to feel guilty that it was now her fault they couldn’t continue on. Great, what use have I really been to him right now? It was hard to stop the downward spiral when she hadn’t truly left it. The guilt would slowly eat away at her and she knew it would plague her.
Iris was so out of it she hadn’t caught the fact he had moved from the bathroom to the kitchen rummaging around for whatever he could find. A part of her wanted to sleep, she knew she would get some rest, but something didn’t feel right. Sleeping in someone else’s home surrounded by a dead district, it seemed ludicrous but what if they did rise from the dead like the Zombie movies. They would be surrounded with no means of escape, no means to fight especially with his injury and she could barely stand right now.
Feeling her body tremble, she was unsure on if it was because she felt cold, or she was scared. It was probably a mixture of the two, but she didn’t want to focus on it. Whimpering slightly from the sofa she hated the feeling of being uncomfortable, she couldn’t relax, and she was restless with everything that was going on around her. Hearing some sort of noise, she opened her eyes looking up for Cas thinking it was him, amidst the little light and her vision not being perfect she couldn’t see him in the room. Narrowing her eyes as she tried to focus, she heard a quick shuffle of feet, disappearing into the distance and then she heard it. He had hurled. Cringing at the sound she could only imagine what had brought it on, perhaps he was now unwell too? Or maybe he had seen something in the house?
Not wanting to leave him alone she mustered all her strength determined to get herself off of the sofa, stumbling a few of the steps as she crashed against the wall wincing from the impact as she used it to prop herself up so she could make her way to the bathroom. Panting from the effort she blinked a few times trying to blink away the tiny black dots that had appeared as she tried not to sway on the spot, “H-Hey…” Panting out her words as she tried to continue on her path to the bathroom, “C-Cas, are you okay?”