[Charles had spent most of the night coughing, and alternately feeling like he was burning alive or freezing to death, which meant at some point, he'd kicked most of the blankets off and then decided he wanted them again, and hadn't actually done much sleeping at all.
He was currently curled up in a ball on his side with a blanket pulled tightly around himself, shivering, and looked up blearily at Erik, barely raising his head as he did so.]
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He was currently curled up in a ball on his side with a blanket pulled tightly around himself, shivering, and looked up blearily at Erik, barely raising his head as he did so.]
I feel terrible.