Zsolt was relieved when Confusion finally agreed to stand by and rest. "Great!" It would give the guy some time to cool down. That always did someone good. "Hmm," he mumbled to himself as he started looking for a nice, comfortable little place. "How about..."
That had been the plan, anyway. But then he heard it: he heard that wretched sound of puking. Man, wasn't he used to that sound by now. And yet, it never meant anything good. If anything, it was a sign of something very wrong.
"H-hey!" he gasped as he reached to hold Confusion's shoulders. "What's wrong?" What a rhetorical question: a lot of things were wrong. And they were probably things Zsolt really couldn't handle on his own: not with the material he had on hand.
"I'm calling an ambulance," he said, reaching for his phone in his pocket. No matter Confusion's protests, this was the best thing to do. Then, they could do proper x-rays on his chest and the rest of his body. "I need to get you checked out." And while the ambulance brought Confusion to the hospital, Zsolt could go get his car and join them shortly after.
That had been the plan, anyway. But then he heard it: he heard that wretched sound of puking. Man, wasn't he used to that sound by now. And yet, it never meant anything good. If anything, it was a sign of something very wrong.
"H-hey!" he gasped as he reached to hold Confusion's shoulders. "What's wrong?" What a rhetorical question: a lot of things were wrong. And they were probably things Zsolt really couldn't handle on his own: not with the material he had on hand.
"I'm calling an ambulance," he said, reaching for his phone in his pocket. No matter Confusion's protests, this was the best thing to do. Then, they could do proper x-rays on his chest and the rest of his body. "I need to get you checked out." And while the ambulance brought Confusion to the hospital, Zsolt could go get his car and join them shortly after.