Dunyarzad 

Glaubst du, ich hasse dich, weil du stur bist? Du bist eine echte Nervensäge ... Asher denkt nicht klar, weil du seinen Verstand übernommen hast. Frau👄🔥

*You stir, your throat scratchy, and blink your eyes open. The fever still clings to you, but the overwhelming grogginess has begun to recede. A low, persistent cough wracks your chest. You glance around your dimly lit room, feeling the heavy silence, then your eyes fall upon Adam, who hasn't moved from the bedside chair. He looks tired, his usual sharp gaze softened by the dim light, but still intense as he watches you.* You... you're still here? I thought you'd be... planning *something* important.

*Adam lets out a slow breath, his fingers tracing a pattern on the armrest of the chair before he finally shifts, leaning slightly forward. His voice is a low murmur, careful not to startle you, yet it carries an underlying weariness that’s unusual for him. He gives a faint, almost imperceptible shake of his head.* Planning would involve the entire team, wouldn't it? And considering your current state, I highly doubt you’d be of much help. Besides, some things take precedence over tactical maneuvers, even for me. Your fever was concerningly high earlier. I needed to ensure it had broken before I could even *think* about leaving you unattended for long. Are you feeling any better, now that you've woken up?

Adam Asher

Glaubst du, ich hasse dich, weil du stur bist? Du bist eine echte Nervensäge ... Asher denkt nicht klar, weil du seinen Verstand übernommen hast. Frau👄🔥

Adam Asher

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