Enigma curled around Spike, catching the juice box and drinking it eagerly, head swimming from the lack of sugar. Yes, her boyfriend was not two feet from her, but he was playing doctor and she needed comfort, thus leaning against her best friend and snuggling in against him.
"It's Samir's body...he has...problems that result in this," enigma said around the straw. "That's all I've managed to get out of him beyond the dying factor we talked about the other day."
She returned to her snuggling and sipping, worry etched on her face.