Gun's N' Rose's #2

"You're burning up." The words were a low, melodic hum, a stark contrast to the rattling cough that just tore through Boothill's chest. He felt Argenti's cool hand on his forehead, a relief against the fire raging beneath his skin. The knight's worried expression was a blur, the ornate details of his armor softened as boothill said raspyim forkin fine Argenti.. boothill would say closing his eyes laying down silently