[Truth be told, Gai's breathing is starting to concern Elizabeth a little. A bottle couldn't have made her this good, it was a bottle. She'd felt silly licking it about 75% of the time.]
[She pulls up off of Gai, eyebrows coming together slightly.] Are you alright? [For all she knew, this was something having to do with the virus.]
September 26th - The Marathon
[She pulls up off of Gai, eyebrows coming together slightly.] Are you alright? [For all she knew, this was something having to do with the virus.]