he made a face as the other wandered over and crouched down in front of him. he opened his mouth to tell the man off when the other leaned in and stuck his tongue in his mouth. angrily leslie bit down

It was the bite that actually woke Samuel up. "Sorry." He murmed still kind of out of it. He had not planned on kissing Leslie! Stupid subconcious. The warm, coppy taste of blood in his mouth was actually quite a relief and Samuel savored it while ignoring the look Leslie was shooting him.

he turned his head and spat out the blood. "damnit, you need to make up your damn mind, i am not here to amuse you whenever you get hot and bothered and tossed back out when you go cold"

Samuel refocased on Leslie and raised an eyebrow, "Not about lust here, something is wrong, you just proved it." He was blabering and his eyes that had once been focaused looked glassy.

he didn't understand the words but they made him feel uneasy "that does not make any sense"

Samuel shook his head, he was not sure how to describe it. He tried but he was not sure it made anymore sense, "I should have felt but I did not. Now I can't tell weather you are here," he pointed to the chair he had been tied to earlier, "or there." Samuel pointed to the broken radio. "I'm not sure I'm here."

he scrunched up his face "son of a bitch" he grabbed the boy by the face and pushed their foreheads together, the other was hot. "damn you, why the hell can't you just be normal" he stood up taking the other with him. he pushed the other into the chair and checked his hands, sure enough one was inflamed. he grabbed the man by the arm and pulled him to the door, they needed to get to the medical floor

Samuel stumbled after the other. He did not get what was so urgent, he had not heard any alarms ringing. His lack of location was a bit odd but if left alone would probably go away.

he dragged the other down to the medical wing and popped the doors with his card, it didn't matter if there was a chance of breech if his hostage was so loopy he couldn't even figure out what is going on the leslie sure as hell was not gonna be careful, he obviously needed attention

Samuel was able to focause on where they where for a split second and frowned, "Why are we in the medical area?" Was Leslie injured or something? Or maybe there had been a breech and Leslie was taking care of it.

he sighed in exasperation. "you have a fever and your wrist is inflamed, you are obviously delirious"

"It will go away eventually." Samuel insisted. Sickness was tempory and it was not like he had a job to do or anything like that.

"maybe but if it can also get worse" he pushed the other into one of the beds and looked around for some paracetamol

Samuel allowed himself to be manhandled. He kept zoning out so it was not as much a conscious choice as excepting his situation.

as he dug around for fever reducers and an antibiotic he mentally admonished himself, surely there were changes in his behavior before this that he could have picked up on? he could think of nothing before the kiss and it made him feel angry. when he found what he was looking for though he schooled himself into a bland expression "lucky enough the antibiotic is oral but not so much the paracetamol is injection only"

"It all works the same." Samuel said. He had never felt partial to any certain way of having his medice administered even if he was not terribly found of needles. Something was off with Leslie but Samuel's mind was too clouded to figure out what is was right now.