She'd somehow managed to keep out of Michael's way since he'd arrived on the Barge; for the most part she only knew him by reputation. The first response was confusion. "A bad case of - "

It hit her like a brick wall, throwing her from the prime of health to a near-deathbed case in no time at all: the sudden hot-cold of fever raging into the hundreds, the heavy weakness in every limb, an intense clenching pain in her stomach. She sunk to her knees and choked, then coughed, spraying blood.

"Oh..."