Markus nodded lightly. He continued eating his apple, until only the core was left. He hoped he could just sleep his sickness away, though he knew that still took time. Time he didn’t want to waste just laying in bed, but he had to.
“Thank you for looking after me.”, he told Oliver again. “Don’t feel like you can’t go out while I’m in bed though.”. He wanted at least that Oliver didn’t feel too trapped while they had to stay here.
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