Blacktail Deer Plateau mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?

The blood pounded in her ears as the woman spoke, serving as a depressing narration of the horror unfolding before her gaze. Helplessness spread through her veins, knowing in this she could do little but stand and watch. This was no enemy threat she could tear her teeth into and rip to shreds, no physical and manageable thing. He turned to her, gaze alight with panic and sickness, and her ears flicked back before pushing forward against her skull. He spoke again, and this time she recognized a few words, but could glean only the slightest from the desperate words. 

A growl slipped from her throat, angry at her helplessness to anything, gaze flicking to the woman. "tell me what to do." The words were less of a plea and more of a resolute agreement to do whatever it took to stop the fever from progressing. Aditya's next words had her tense, moving forward to rest her nose against his fevered forehead. "you're not going anywhere, idiot."