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[She was going to make this a voice-only message, but her muddled mind doesn't bother to doublecheck. So, anyone can see her in her fully glory.

Rydia, to put it mildly, doesn't look well. Her cheeks are brightly flushed, her gaze somewhat unfocused, and dizziness has taken hold as well, evidenced by her heavy reliance on that wall as she wobbles over toward somewhere in her house. Hopefully her bed, though given her stubbornness, that's no guarantee.

When she speaks up, her voice is rather lacking its usual firm tone, fading in and out just like her coherence.]

Porom...I don't think can help. I'm sorry. I'd send someone, but...most of the town is affected--

[Sway. She manages to brace herself against the wall. That's better.

....

....

...what was she doing again? Oh, right. Messages.]

Golbez, you're [still irritating--no, wait, that wasn't the message]...I talked to Leviathan. There's something you'll want to know....

[...but it will have to wait. Rydia has become one with the wall...and then the floor. She slumps against it, nearly giving in to the urge to rest right there, but one thing stands out sharply enough for her to say it before she forgets.]

Cuore...please, someone watch her?

[She fumbles to turn the device off, only she ends up just dropping it to the ground instead. It shows it at an angle as she closes her eyes, shivering as her fever rises.]

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[She manages a weak nod.]

He couldn't find the one with Bahamut's lair....

Rydia?!

[Panic is starting up. First Kain, now... everyone?]

[Her eyes flicker open, but they aren't focusing.]

Mm...?

Ceo...?

What's wrong?!

[It's really not like you to become one with the floor like that. Even the less-than-observant one can tell something is off.]

[Bahamut's moon was missing... which meant the lunarian's moon was gone as well. His father's people were gone, his uncle nowhere to be found... But the thought that strikes him the most is that even if he had found the Lunar Whale, he wouldn't have been able to return to them.]

...

He did not learn anything of it from the Creator?

I just...don't feel well.

[UNDERSTATEMENT.]

Cuore...someone needs to....

[Rydia starts to shake her head, then winces. It aches far too much for her to move it around much. She curls up, trying to get warm even though that seems impossible.]

No...he doesn't know where it is.

...I'm sorry....

It does not matter, for now.

... you should rest.

I'll make sure someone gets sent to Mist, if she hasn't.

But the village....

[Rydia stirs restlessly. She didn't work so hard to rebuild Mist, only to see this illness wipe it away.]

Thank you.

[She fades in and out, only rousing as one thing comes to mind.]

Cuore....

Rydia! Not you, too! Do you need help? Is there anyone there who can look after you?

[Sometime after the initial message, and since he happens to be in town, have a sky pirate, Rydia. Balthier pokes his head into the room with one arm laden with extra blankets, and the other carefully carrying a covered bowl. Unfortunately, he doesn't look so well himself -- pale, and a bit unsteady, though he's managing to remain upright for the most part, so far.]

I've brought spare blankets, and soup. With the way the rest of the town is going, people are clamoring for these things as if they were gold.

[Rydia's eyes flicker open, though they don't want to focus. She's teetering on one side of the bed, as though she had attempted to leave it but passed out before the plan could be completed.]

You....

[Her brow furrows.]

You're affected, too? Cuore...?

[Cue another feeble attempt to leave the bed...which results in her rolling of the edge. Thud.]

[A slight moan is the only initial response. Give her a minute, Aerith.]

...Cuore. She's here, but...she's so little....

[Balthier sighs heavily, as though he were very long-suffering, and cautious sets the bowl down on the nearby table before setting the blankets on the edge of the bed and crouching in an attempt to gather Rydia from her heap on the floor and pulling her weight against him.]

Now, none of that. Back into bed, and I don't want to see you move from it until you're strong enough. Cuore will be fine.

[Oh, you poor thing!]

I wonder if Porom would think it was alright if I came to help you... I haven't had a chance to see if my healing magic would work against this illness, but it has to, right? I mean, that's what it's for...

[She frowns, worried.]

I don't want you to get sick, but....

[She just groans at first--that fall hadn't been pleasant.]

But you're sick....

I'm just tired, that's all.

[Someone is in denial. Balthier doesn't get sick. He's determined to will this away if he must.]

You can scarcely move, so kindly stop trying.

[Carefully, he stands just enough to ease her back onto the edge of the bed, taking her by her shoulders and holding her there.]

I don't want that either, but if you're left alone...

[She doesn't even want to think about what might happen if an illness that bad goes unchecked.]

Well. You just shouldn't be.

They will receive help even if you are resting.

[And as proof that he's not going to let her try anything, he pushes her back into bed with one hand. No trying to leave for her.]

[She makes a faint noise of protest, though that's about all the fight she has in her, for not. Once against the pillows, though, she sags back.]

Just...for a little while....

...most of Mist is affected. I'm not sure who's--

[Brb, coughing fit.]

I--

[Rydia pouts...then gives in to a rather aggressive coughing fit.]

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