[Her hand feels soothing apart from how aware it makes him of how disgustingly sweaty he is. His nightshirt is sticking to him in places over it, and even with the blanket blocking the air from reaching him, it seems to find those clammy patches and make them colder.]

Healed enough for su-sure. If I stop anytime I feel a little -- s-sore, I'll never get back to it. I'm'lready having to shake rust off. You know I barely surv -- [Ugh, too much talking for his lungs, which they protest with more coughing.]