[ Mercy smiles at that, pleased, and goes back to coloring Gwen's dress on her picture. Gwen doesn't open her eyes - she looks terrible, sweaty and pale, and she can't stop shivering. Mercy shifts under Gwen's arm, and then makes a face. ]
Mom, you're sweaty. [ Mercy complains a little, and Gwen shifts slightly, eyes glassy again when she tries to pry them open. ]
Sorry, baby. You can sit with Alfie if it's too gross. [ Gwen murmurs. ]
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Mom, you're sweaty. [ Mercy complains a little, and Gwen shifts slightly, eyes glassy again when she tries to pry them open. ]
Sorry, baby. You can sit with Alfie if it's too gross. [ Gwen murmurs. ]