[Hinata tenses as the hand presses to his forehead (mind the surgical scars there, Tenka), but he doesn't jerk away despite that being his first inclination. It's fine, he tells himself, peering under Tenka's hand at him.]
I dunno. I don't feel sick or anything. I'm not stuffed up or feverish, either, or nauseous...
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I dunno. I don't feel sick or anything. I'm not stuffed up or feverish, either, or nauseous...