Despite the fact that Guy had been aiming to give Lloyd a way to unwind, it looked like they'd come back to the point of contention that had bothering him in the first place. Maybe it had been wrong of Guy to bring up the sickness. Well, he couldn't take it back now, so instead he focused on retrieving the ball. It bounced up against his shins, but it didn't hurt enough to bother him much, and he managed to trap it under his foot soon after.

Instead of sending it back, though, he nudged it off to the side for a moment. It didn't seem like the best idea to give Lloyd the ball back when he was clearly upset, and Guy didn't want to interrupt the more serious conversation with it.

He sighed and shook his head. "I know. It's hard to believe, but the nurses really don't know what's going on. They believe all our injuries are accidents, and that people got sick naturally. Landel has them wrapped around his finger. So everything that you get angry about? You should direct that at him." Or at the military force that was funding this place, but Guy didn't want to spend too much time explaining that now.