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Koda didn't seem overly comforted by her words, evidenced further by his short good bye and abrupt disappearance. Fin gave a small frown at his retreating figure and sighed, wishing she could have eased his irritation with the feverish girl some before he'd left. It seemed it was not to be, though.

Fin cast another glance over at Junior's sleeping form, her face scrunched slightly in displeasure. "You know, you're probably only sick because you've got your head so far up your own ass," she muttered softly, knowing the girl wouldn't hear her, which was definitely for the best. She couldn't wait for the day that someone finally got it through her thick skull what a petulant, selfish child she was being.

But still, when Fin's head fell against the ground, it was turned so that her soft umber eyes could gaze watchfully upon Junior's gently heaving sides, making sure that they continued to rise and fall with each life-promising breath.