[Without the shadows that were keeping him cool, it's easy to tell he's running a temperature. He stays tense and shivery, mumbling when he's shaken and limbs reaching directionlessly when he's picked up and whenever Darc has to shift his hold on him, trying to balance himself.
He basically curls up again whenever Darc gets them to his apartment and sets Kengo down. Between the quiet whimpers for "Sis" and mild hallucinations while conscious, he alternates between seeking out Darc's presence and shrinking away whenever he becomes aware of him being in the room. It doesn't seem like there's much to do other than try to get him comfortable and let the fever run its course.]
Re: Day 92, Evening
He basically curls up again whenever Darc gets them to his apartment and sets Kengo down. Between the quiet whimpers for "Sis" and mild hallucinations while conscious, he alternates between seeking out Darc's presence and shrinking away whenever he becomes aware of him being in the room. It doesn't seem like there's much to do other than try to get him comfortable and let the fever run its course.]