The step Loren took closer almost pushed Abasi into his rage again, his fingers pressing hard into the stairs beneath. But he held himself together on a thread for the moment, looked up and took a slow breath. "...I suppose I could have some tea. I don't...remember when I last ate or drank anything." For the last while he simply hadn't cared.
Shakily, he got to his feet, clinging onto the memory of Loren asking him for tea, needing to remember where it was he was going, which would get harder to recall with every step. "Is this..the sickness? That is spreading through the town?" He thought it likely, and if it was he only really had one thought: At least death would be a swift end to this strange nightmare.
ABASI
it's sad to know that we are not alone
it's sad to know there's no honest way out
