[subdued shaking; slight chattering of teeth; can you hear? the quake of something]
O-Oh, hell.
I think I have a cold.
[more swears, indecipherable somethings (this is not right)]
We're at the hospital. Via taxi? Automobiles have updated, haven't they? I think I need to make you dinner, Caspian. Thank you.
[a sneeze, oh good grief!]
Dammit.
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Please, don't worry about that, Edmund.
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Kind of hard not to, knowing I'm responsible for that.
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[Maybe a joke? Maybe? He's too sore to laugh though.]
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Let's blame it on a snowball fight, shall we?
[It's a poor attempt. Ed hopes Caspian will settle.]
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Caspian's here if you'd like to say hi, Claire?
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Uhh. Hi?
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He says hello back.
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