wasn't sick. BT

heard him coughing and sniffling.. She was worried about him right now..

doesn't want her to be worried. He was fine.

continue to worry about him, he didn't tell her anything that was going on..

doesn't think she needs to know... and doesn't want her to worry.

him to be able to talk to her.. that's what you did in relationships..

too busy to talk.

knows that he was busy, that's why she hadn't said anything... But she still wished he'd not keep to himself like he has been..

didn't think he was keeping to himself..

that he was.. He was quiet lately and she didn't like that.

normally quiet..

calls bullshit on that. She could normally not get him to shut up.

... will blame being quite on being busy then.

too.. She sighed quietly and just continued to make the soup.

continued to work...

leaves the soup to cook, she went to find him.

might be semi-passed out on his desk, coughing quietly with his eyes closed.

comes up to him putting a hand on his shoulder. "Soren...?"

jumps a little before rubbing his eyes and look up at her. "Huh...?"

looks down at him quietly. "Go lay down for a bit, finish this later.. Please?"

shakes his head. "M'fine." He stretched and got up.

looks down and away from him. "Søren.. Y'er goin t' get sick 'gain."

rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "Nej, Astrid. I'm not."

when he does that sometimes. "Ja y' are.. with y'er elections 'nd y'er new boss, y'er bein run int' the ground.. Søren.. 'M worried 'bout

y'..." And he didn't seem to care.

frowns a bit. Well it was good to know that she knew why he was like this, and why his health was declining.

knew all too well.. She was knew more than he thought she did.. "Please take a break?"

sighs and nods. "Okay, fine... a quick one. But then I gotta get back to work."

nods slightly, she was going to try and distract him for as long as possible..

starts walking down the stairs, rubbing his eyes.

follows him. The whole first floor smelled like cooking chicken soup.

stopped instantly at the bottom. It smelt so good... He instantly walked to the kitchen.

follows him quietly. "Ah.. I made it for dinner.." She mumbled.

smiles. "Tak..." He went over to it. "Is it ready?"

nods a little. "It should be jus' 'bout ready.."

gets a bowl and takes some, sipping it before getting a spoon. It was so good.

got herself a bowl after he did and got herself some as well. "'S it good?"

nods. "Ja... I like it."

nods quietly. "That's a good thin'." She smiled a little.

continued to sip at it. He had been pretty hungry lately, and... this was probably the first time in a while actually.

glad that he was eating it. She was worried that he hadn't been eating as of late.

had been too busy to eat.

knows and she didn't like that.. She had decided to start making a lunch for him each night so he could grab it before work.

... would probably forget it.

would leave a reminder in the bathroom when he goes to shave.

would probably just move it and forget about it.

would fond a way for him to be reminded. Even if she had to wake up with him.

doesn't think she'd do well sleeping with him.

doesn't meaning his bed, she meant waking up at the same time as him.

... doesn't know if that'd work.

why?

just doesn't know.

would stay out of his way, she would only make sure he got his lunch.

sighs. This might get annoying.

wont do that then. She just worried that he would eventually pass out from exhaustion or starvation. >:|

wouldn't! He promised Dorthe!