Laying their head back down all they could do was wait for the heaving fit to pass. Catching their breath they tried to send a message out to the Human but found something was very wrong. Psychic, teleport, telepathy, nothing was working the way it should. At a loss of what to do Mewtwo slowly wiggled their way further into that sheet to try and hide. If they can’t see the Human than she couldn’t see them right?
“Alright then.”
Rebecca gently pulled the warmed sheet over them more, intending to let them rest for a while. She got off the bed and carefully moved them to her pillow, tucking them under the blanket for extra warmth.
“I’ll check on you in a half an hour, alright? With how dizzy and sick you must feel, it’d be a bad idea to move around. Rest for now.”
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