Cloud understood her meaning, and other people had offered him similar advice and absolution from responsibility, "I should be able to handle myself, and I'll be careful. I just don't really know what I'd do with myself if I stayed in bed." Nothing he tried was stopping whatever it was from spreading along his arm. It hadn't gotten to his chest yet and part of him was actually very scared of what would happen if it did.

"What about you? How have you been doing?" He knew he wasn't the only one who was getting sick, and everyone just looking so...tired lately.