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[through chattering teeth]

It's s-surprisingly cold today. Even the tea...

[Housemates will find her curled up on the sofa with a large cup of tea and a blanket, shivering.]

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[He wants to stay out of it, but...]

Are you near a fire?

[Emerging from his room after working on Anise's doll for god only knows how many hours, Dist spots Nephry very quickly. I mean, she was cuddled up like she spent too much time out in the snow. Concern shooting way up, Dist approaches her.]

...Nephry? Is something the matter?

[He's not too sure what she's shaking for, but it'd be logical to assume it's because she's cold, right? Without prompting, Ion walks over holding a few extra blankets.] Nephry, are you feeling all right?

No, n-not at the moment.

It's freezing in here.

[sips the tea and looks...uncomfortable]

Even the tea isn't warm.

I'm...cold. [anyone who knows her well - which may not be Ion anymore - should know that it's insane for her to be cold on a summer day.]

[The only memories of Nephry in tact are those from Luceti, but the fact that she's cold when the weather is warm is still a bad sign. He drapes the extra blankets over her with a slight frown.]

Did you catch a... er... [There's a small pause.] ...are you sick?

Perhaps you've run a fever? Chills, maybe.

[Dist also looked uncomfortable, but for a whole other reason. Nephry looked pale... After a bit of hesitation, he lays his palm against her forehead,frowning at what he feels. She wasn't hot, but cold. Much, much too cold for a summer day.] ...I'll fetch you another blanket, and refill your mug. Is there a thermometer in the house at all? To get an accurate reading of your temperature.

I'm not sure.

[shivers, pulling her blanket tighter] I don't f-feel ill. Just cold. [though the strangest pain is starting up in her stomach, so... And her kettle is still on the stove in the kitchen, but if he's smart he won't use that tea]

I-I don't feel sick.

[Neither does Ion, and he hasn't slept in four days.]

You don't think it's related to the other weird things happening around town, do you? [Thankfully that conversation hadn't left his mind yet.]

It...it could be just a cold. I was...out in the rain...

Well, I'd like to be sure your temperature isn't dropping, Nephry. If that's the case, you'll need more than just tea and blankets.

[Dist makes his way to get her another blanket first, coming back and handing it to her. He doesn't want to overstep his boundaries at all.

Excusing himself, Dist then goes to make tea, spotting the kettle first off. He's unsure how fresh it is and, thankfully, will refill it. In a few moments, he returns with a hot, fresh mug for her.] Here you are. Can you recall what you did today? Did you leave the house? It's possible you were near someone else who was ill...

No, I've...I-I've been inside. The other day I was out in the rain...

[she makes the mistake of finishing the tea in her initial cup first. Now she's frozen on the inside, too, and with a sharp breath she drops the cup and puts a hand to her chest]

Ah! It's t-too cold!

Were you earlier?

No. Th-there's no reason...for a fire now.

A cold. [He knows he should know what that is...!] If it was, then... you'd have a fever, right?

Not always. ...But if I feel l-like this, probably.

[winces and rubs her throat. Even it feels cold.]

Are you really sensitive to temperatures or something?

No, I grew up in a v-very cold climate.

[He mumbled a small "Excuse me" before reaching over and pressing his hand to her forehead. She just felt cold. That was even more troubling.] It doesn't feel like you have a fever...

[Of all the times to have a faulty memory...!] Can I get you anything? More blankets, or something hot to drink?

... That's really strange then.

The tea...doesn't s-seem to be working.

[wait. She feels cold to the touch? ...That's strange...]

...This is...unusual.

[Peony barges into the room with another blanket and a new batch of tea.]

Y-Your Majesty.

[this is her eighth blanket...]

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