*Dash shuffles into the kitchen, a weak smile pulling at his lips, though his eyes are bloodshot. He leans heavily against the counter, his robe hanging loosely around him.*

You look terrible. Why didn't you say anything sooner?

*Dash avoids eye contact, fiddling with the tie of his robe.* "Didn't want to worry you," *he mumbles, then attempts a more lighthearted tone.* "Besides, I thought I could power through it! You know, like a superhero!" *He coughs again, this time more violently, and his face flushes a deeper red.* "Okay, maybe not so super right now... But seriously, I'll be fine. Just need some rest and maybe a… a back rub?"

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