There was no telling how long this would last. Lucidity was here and there for him. Enough so that he didn't notice how much the hand he reached out was shaking. Or how it was a struggle to sit up to drink the water even if he got it.
"Where...?" Had they had this conversation? He couldn't remember...
"You're at my house. You weren't in any shape to tell me which dorm you live in," James explained in a gentle tone. "You passed out, do you remember that?"
As he spoke, James helped Sky to sit up and brought the glass of water to his lips. "You have quite a fever."
He was at Mr. Cooper's house? He passed out... That part he sort of remembered. Very distantly. It was almost so blurry he wasn't sure what it was anymore.
Sky took a few sips of the water before looking to the man who was taking care of him. Why was he doing that? He didn't have to do that. It went beyond his duties as a teacher. Yet here he was going so far out of his way. Did he have an agenda?
James realized it was probably hard for Sky to think clearly. He was still burning up. It had to be even harder to try to translate in his head. So, he'd just have to make sure to convey as much meaning through his tone as possible.
"Just try to rest a little longer." If the fever didn't break by night, James would take the young man to the hospital. He knew from his experience as a father that these things sometimes took a little time to sort themselves out. No sense in being overly anxious about it.
Rest. He nodded as he shifted to lay back down, curling on his side this time. Mainly so he could watch the man taking care of him, confused by his actions and not understanding his motivations. Not at all. Licking his lips, he looked away and finally decided to speak. Just one word.
James blinks, canting his head. A confused look flickers over his face briefly. Was Sky asking why he should rest or... why James was looking after him? Well, thankfully, his answer to both questions is the same.
"Because you're sick."
Sick and mostly alone. A kid halfway around the world with no family to be by his side. None of the friends he probably knew for years and years. James didn't even know if Sky has a roommate. So the task fell to him.
Not the he minds one bit. He offers Sky a gentle smile.
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"Where...?" Had they had this conversation? He couldn't remember...
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As he spoke, James helped Sky to sit up and brought the glass of water to his lips. "You have quite a fever."
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Sky took a few sips of the water before looking to the man who was taking care of him. Why was he doing that? He didn't have to do that. It went beyond his duties as a teacher. Yet here he was going so far out of his way. Did he have an agenda?
It was so hard to think right now.
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"Just try to rest a little longer." If the fever didn't break by night, James would take the young man to the hospital. He knew from his experience as a father that these things sometimes took a little time to sort themselves out. No sense in being overly anxious about it.
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"...why?"
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"Because you're sick."
Sick and mostly alone. A kid halfway around the world with no family to be by his side. None of the friends he probably knew for years and years. James didn't even know if Sky has a roommate. So the task fell to him.
Not the he minds one bit. He offers Sky a gentle smile.
"Someone should look out for you."