[He keeps coughing into his elbow for nearly another minute, his face going red with exertion and shortly before he stops the sound gets alarmingly damp, and he stays curled into his elbow shaking once he's done, leaning forward into the edge of Osomatsu's bed. He knows full well he's just scared them all, and he knows full well there's probably also blood splattered into the crook of the elbow of his sweater, so he doesn't really want to move. He closes his eyes, and doesn't respond right away. His voice is quiet and thin when he does.]
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I'll be fine.