Davian leaned into Ambriel with a groan, unable to keep the sound to himself. He felt like shit rolled over and his glamours were making it worse. His ears burned hot and Davian wasn't sure it was the last time he'd throw up. "I'm fucking fine, nnnn-- guh."
Davian watched James wander away while Ambriel told Paxton what happened. Before Paxton had a chance to respond to the story, Davian interrupted. "Why the fucking fuck are they glaring at you? And fuck, why are you here?" Davian asked Paxton and jerked his thumb over to James at the nurse's station. "With him. And why's he following your--" Davian swayed a little too far to the side and scrambled to grab onto Ambriel for balance. "Your orders. He just walked over there like nothing. Aren't you two enemies or some shit after the elections?" Davian persisted with the line of questioning, finding Paxton's presence here with James strange indeed.