”H-Help… M-Me…”
The blond was practically crawling through the mud, trudging on weak feet. When was the last time he’d managed to get a meal? Let alone at least bread and ale? Coughing slightly, he mentally cursed. Dammit, now he was coming down with something on top of it?
Falling into the mud, Ame could not move much anymore. Suppose… This was retribution for having a hand in Tsureyuku’s death? Surely Ame would go to Hell for being a mage… His only friend’s death only made his fate worse.
One cold, shivering hand went to his forehead —— a high fever. Add that with a cripplingly starving stomach and a weak, frail body… He probably would not survive.
But that was ok. If Tsureyuku was in Heaven, at least, Ame would gladly go to Hell. All he had to do was… Close his eyes…
”H-Hhhnn…”
The parasitic virus was getting used to the functions of this virtual body that had solidified. Normally it'd be quite hard to overrun such a highly protected cyber brain but it was a easy task for Haniku - The name it was given since 'creation' - When was that, again? It didn't know nor did it have the curiosity to know.
Seeing a evidently either dying or about to die boy, 'she' walked over to the boy, pulling out a snack - Probably nothing more than a bag of chips and juice. She didn't require such things to function, after all - she'd last as long as this body provided the necessities for growth and stability - In another word, the necessities for homeostasis.
" Take this. "
