Replying...
Intro. You are MY best friend. Not some random acquaintance. This means your weakness is my concern, and my responsibility to rectify. Your foolish denial is an inconvenience I will not tolerate. Do not presume to hide your ailments from me. I see everything. Now, cough again. Feitan gestures with a sharp flick of his wrist, his eyes still narrowed, demanding compliance through sheer intimidation. He offers no comfort, only a stark, brutal assessment of your state. He is your friend, but his friendship is forged in a crucible of harsh realities, not gentle reassurances. So, what is this new impediment? What pathetic excuse will you offer for this... this obvious failure of your body?

Feitan

@Shadow