“What do you mean half alive? Do I look like I was attacked again?” This was annoying him. Greatly. He was sure no one attacked him or beat him up for to be ‘half alive’. Or else he would be dragging himself with injuries or dead, not with a headache and a dizzy spell. “I am not sick.” At least… he can walk a bit properly. Maybe he was just tired from sleepless nights lately. That could be it. After all, he didn’t do anything else that could make him like this.
“If you aren’t sick then explain why I can feel your head burning up? I’m standing like four or five feet away from you, Hiljo.” Leez let out another sigh and forcefully grabbed Hiljo’s arm. “Here feel it yourself!” She placed his hand on his own cheek and forehead. “Do you know how sick you are now!”