His condition had worsened throughout the previous day and it had been all that he could do to protect himself once the buses had stopped and the birds had attacked. The creatures that he had destroyed only a few nights previously had proven more than he could handle when wracked with shivers that he couldn't control. A fever. He'd never had a fever before and it scared him how weak he felt when he woke up the next morning. Dizziness overtook him when he stood and the food was entirely unappetising, even though he knew that he should eat to keep up his strength.

He spent the first two shifts silent and miserable and hoping that Badou would be there just for some company to lighten his mood. Nothing. And then, worse than that, the nurse came to him.

"What?" he growled when she grabbed him, forcing himself not to lash out at her.

She frowned. "Therapy dear. Did you forget?"

and so he found himself once more in the room of that doctor, curled up on the couch because he felt too ill to sit as stiffly as he normally did and it was at least comfortable.