[It's something, but she doesn't take it. Instead, she backs up from his kind offer instead, rapidly shaking her head, which causes her nausea to kick into overdrive.
It's not pretty what happens next, but it does happen, and once she's finished upchucking, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and rasps out her words.]
The Plague. [She starts, shaking her head. He won't know what she means, but she's frantic. The sickness is the same kind, had she touched something unknowingly? She doesn't want to spread it to him.]
She's here-
[If she were thinking rationally, she'd realize that she's not here, that something else happened, but she can't quite get through that line of logic through her instinct to survive. Run. Hide. Warn the others, Natori doesn't know-]
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It's not pretty what happens next, but it does happen, and once she's finished upchucking, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and rasps out her words.]
The Plague. [She starts, shaking her head. He won't know what she means, but she's frantic. The sickness is the same kind, had she touched something unknowingly? She doesn't want to spread it to him.]
She's here-
[If she were thinking rationally, she'd realize that she's not here, that something else happened, but she can't quite get through that line of logic through her instinct to survive. Run. Hide. Warn the others, Natori doesn't know-]