"Long's going through withdrawals," Zala told Yue simply, "Do you have any idea what Sheng was giving him? It's from no drug I know of."

Rosen seemed surprised, Zala hadn't filled him in on the details. But he tried to comfort Long as best be could.

Yue frowned and slowly shook her head. "... I didn't think he was on anything," she replied quietly.

Long didn't try anything more. He still seemed shy in his own weird way. But it didn't look like Long intended to let Rosen leave for the time being.

"Well he is and his body's reacting badly," Zala informed her, "If it doesn't stop soon, he might be as serious risk."

James frowned, "But... you're helping, right?" Zala shrugged, as best as she could.

--

Rosen chuckled a little, wrapping an arm around Long, "You're such a kid sometimes," he stated.

Yue shook her head a little, she didn't seem to know anything.

--

"... Is that a good thing?" Long asked quietly after a long moment.

Zala sighed a little, "Well then for his sake, I hope it works itself out."

--

Rosen paused and thought about that for a moment, "Yes," he decided, "It's good to be childish sometimes."

Yue was a little depressed, trying to figure out what else she could do.

--

Long didn't reply, remaining silent for a long time.

James hugged Yue from the side, "He'll pull through," he told her gently, "He's strong."

--

Rosen smiled at Long, running a hand through his hair, "Are you angry?" He suddenly asked.

That seemed to comfort her a bit, but she still seemed intent trying to figure out some other way to help him.

--

Long glanced away. After a long moment he replied quietly, "I'm... scared..."

James let out a sigh, "Alright... alright... let's go do some research," he told her, giving in.

--

Rosen blinked, smiled fading into a frown, "... Because of the withdrawals?" he asked quietly.

Long didn't say anything, burring his face a little.

"Are you scared because we captured you?" Rosen tried next, putting his hand on the side of Long's face.

Long kept his face hidden, but his face got a little warmer. Again, he didn't say anything.

"You don't have a fever do you?" Rosen fussed a little, sitting up and looking around for a thermometer.

Long shook his head a little. By the time Rosen looked back at Long, he had taken the IV out.

"Whoa! Heyheyhey!" Rosen demanded, leaning over Long's body to try to grab back to IV.

Long tossed the IV off to the side so Rosen couldn't grab it.