It wasn't like Sora wanted to throw up all over anyone either, and he winced slightly at the thought. There was always that fountain if things got really bad, but he didn't want to be known as the kid who'd puked in the angel fountain if he could help it. One of the nurses would probably help him to the bathroom if he started feeling really sick.

"Umm, it's Sora." Normally he would have had the presence of mind to have mentioned that earlier, but he was a little slower with everything today. He had a pretty good excuse for that, if nothing else. "And I won't throw up on you, promise." He could always just turn in the other direction, after all.

"Before it was just a fever," he explained as he wiped the back of his hand across his forehead, "but now I feel more nauseous than anything. Taking medicine from the nurses would probably just make things worse, though." Feeling sick was something he could handle, at least. It was the sort of thing everyone had to deal with at some point in their lives. But if he took their medication, that might do things to him that he wasn't prepared for. The threat of turning into a monster was bad enough -- he didn't need to add in some other variable.