"I'm... I'm gonna---Achoo!"
"Are you sick?" It was rare for Thalim to be ill, so something strong was probably going around. If one of them was sick, though, Nichrome would do whatever he could to help. He didn’t want to be left behind in anything, and if he could take care of someone who was always willing to help him, he wanted to make sure Thalim would be fine. "I’ll be right back. I’ll go find medication to help you rest easier." Walking out of the room and heading straight for the cabinet with all their medicine, he checked each of them and read them carefully to make sure he didn’t grab the wrong bottle. He was still learning all these complicated names, so it was easier that he read the information instead.
Once he could confirm he was holding the right bottle, he got a full glass of water before heading back to Thalim’s room. Placing the glass on a stand, he opened the bottle and handed it to the older Official. It wouldn’t do well to have them getting sick; especially if they were really needed sometime soon. “If you’re not feeling well, just rest. I’ll tell everyone else. Namari will handle the cooking today. Get some rest, please.”










