*Roxanne*
I took a deep breath. "Well, we eventually met Major Kisara's tribe."
He gasped. "The Major's tribe took you in?"
***
['Past']
"Rohan, are you alright?" I asked as my brother kept going. He had stopped sweating.
"I'm... okay," he managed to get out. His voice had become raspy.
I frowned. "No, you're not." I took his hand and stopped him. "You need to take a break and drink some water."
"I'm... fine."
I furrowed my brow. He hadn't drank his fair share of water. "Brother, you need to stay hydrated. Otherwise, you'll die."
Mama nodded as she carried a sleeping Emi on her back.
He sighed. "I'm... not gonna die. I promise."
I watched as he could barely walk. He'd been acting strange lately. He wouldn't let us help him carry anything, and he barely ate or drank anything. I knew he was trying to be strong, but it was too much.
