Later that night, while they were sleeping, the girl stretched off and her mask shifted a little from her face and she began breathing heavily, while squeezing the bed sheet and Zion heard her whimpering and his brows furrowed as he woke up then looked in her direction.
"Hey, what's the matter? Is something wrong?" He asked and he was about to turn on the light, then remembered her mask and he didn't bother with turning it on.
Zion got up from his bed and went to the girl and since he couldn't see her mask or anything properly, he sighed, because he was glad, he wasn't invading her privacy in any way.
"Hey, what's the matter? Are you having a bad dream?" He asked as he sat beside her and she grabbed onto his arm and he flinched then glanced at her.
"What's the matter with you?" He asked as he felt how warm her hand was and his brows furrowed.
"Are you having a fever?" He asked as he placed his hand on her head and his brows furrowed.
