kneels down to check his forehead with a frown. Gilbert looked a little ill in his opinion.

blinks up at him.....then passes out. WHY WASN'T THERE A WARNING CALL?

deepens his frown and decides to carry the ill man back to the safety of his house to care for him.

not be happy when he wakes up. This was not the company he thought he'd recieve.

sets the man down on a bed and carefully removes his shoes before tucking the blankets around him. He sets a rag over his head and goes off_

to make him some soup and get some medicine.

comes to later, groaning in pain. His head hurt..

hovering over him with a concerned (dark) look on his face. "You're awake…"

nearly foamed at the mouth and passed out again.

dabbed a damp rag on his forehead. Maybe he should call a doctor to check on the man…

moans in pain. He did not enjoy this!

wondered if he should prepare an ice bath for him…

would not enjoy that either.

do just that! He started running cold water in to the tub, debating if he should make some soup as well. He hoped that the other man was_

not seriously ill…

not going to be happy

carefully carried Gilbert towards the bathroom and started to strip him to keep his clothes from getting wet.

somewhat violated now.

isn't doing anything wrong! He's just going to give him a bath to make him feel better…

this whole situation is messed up.

that Gilbert needs to relax so that he can regain his health. He carefully lowers him in to the ice cold water to help sooth him.

jolts awake at the cold, kicking and flailing.

holds him down in the water and pins Gilbert's arms to his sides to keep him from splashing the water everywhere. "R'lax."

shivering all ready. He hated the cold. "Let go!"

"R'lax." He repeated, not letting go. This was for Gilbert's own good! He must be delirious from his illness.

about drowning himself trying to get away.

holds his head well above the water so that he cannot drown in the bathtub. He sighed; Maybe he should sedate Gilbert for his own safety…

terrified for his own safety.

won't hurt him! He wants to help!

he is being drowned.

less than two feet of water in the tub…

too panicked to notice.

sighs and lets go of him. He was already soaked thanks to the insane albino.

jolts up, gasping for air.

watches him with a dark look.

shrinks back again. Oh god, he was going to be murdered.

continues to stare.

tries to flee.

, unintentionally, blocking the only exit from the bathroom.

breathing heavily and throws himself at the window.

pries him back. "Gilb'rt…" He chastised quietly in a low voice. Must the man always act like such a child?

a bit too short and can't reach it, but he keeps leaping at it...as though one of these times he would catch it.

grabs Gilbert by the waist and pulls him back away with a quiet sigh.

flails. "Let goooo!"

sighed to himself and carried the Prussian man out of the room, walking down the hall towards a bedroom. Maybe sleep would help him.

doesn't want to sleep! HE WAS BEING HELD CAPTIVE. WHAT WAS THIS.

carried Gilbert to his bedroom and tried to set him down on the bed gently. Maybe he should find some medicine, or perhaps some tea...

close to tears. "What do you want?"

assumes that they are tears of illness and that he has obviously become delirious. The poor man! "Y' need t' rest."

shakes a bit at this. "If I do can I go?"