[ Lydia nods. It's more comfortable than sleeping on a chair in a cabin or in a carriage anyway. ]
It's fine. [ She's going to try to take his temperature again, getting close to his face like she's trying to check his eyes to see if they're glossy or anything. ]
[No, she's trying to murder him. There was no other explanation for it, after all, the way his heart beat in his chest. She had to be able to hear it, she was so close...]
Is your throat swelling? [ That's got to be what's happening now, right? Lydia looks relatively concerned, then she pulls back. ] Stay here, I'm going to get a wet towel.
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It's fine. [ She's going to try to take his temperature again, getting close to his face like she's trying to check his eyes to see if they're glossy or anything. ]
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...Lydia?
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[ She can't even kill you when she actually tries, Edgar. ]
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You're very close.
omfg I replied to this already, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING DW/MY INTERNET/WHOEVER THE CULPRIT IS fuck
[ Her cheeks turn faintly pink, if only because she knows he's going to make a comment about it somehow that's less than kosher. ]
I might not be a human doctor, but I know a little bit of first aid.
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[ Lydia takes a few steps toward the door, holding it out. ]
Do you want me to get someone to help you?
[ If Edgar passes out from a fever, she's not sure she could manage to carry him to his room. ]
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No, I really do feel fine.
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[ So there, she's pulling rank on your ass Earl X( Even if she's not a medical doctor.. ]
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So, possibly for the first time ever, Edgar gave in to Lydia.]
All right. I'll get some rest and check in on you when I wake up.
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[ Though she could probably just call Kelpie, but.. ]
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No, we wouldn't want you trapped here.
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[ So there, Edgar!! ]
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Goodnight, Lydia, and thank you.