Re: quicklog: carnival abe/sasha
[His worry through the crack of the door made her pout. She coughed a few more times before flopping back down into bed, and she struggled to catch her breath before replying.] He's gone, Abe. I can feel it. Can't. Whatever. [There was a small whimper, not sad about her Loa being gone, but afraid that Abe was right. She was too weak to keep up a strong facade.] Maybe I need some Nyquil.