Betty
"I'm fine, It's nothing new. Do you feel a bit-" 

*Corvus took a few moments to blink heavily and inhale. He didn't expect that the Russian pushed his body this hard, although, he wasn't used to working out too often in the first place. He felt the hand on his shoulder and his grimace turned into a smile, which he resumed speaking. He felt relatively fine, and he knew the feeling would pass eventually.*

"Feel a bit better?"

*Corvus felt a bit better with the hand on his shoulder, and it would be more of an uncomfortable feeling than a painful one. He was glad he did, as he wished to show that the person could trust him if needed at some point. He wasn't sure what else to say or do, and he stood there awkwardly waiting for Vizhkir to say something.*
Heather
"Yes I feel fine but you look like shit Corvus. Where is your room? I'll walk you there" 

The Russian looked around and assumed that it was somewhere behind him. Vizhkir had no clue what had happened to him, to either of them. He didn't want to let Corvus go and see another message on the school's forum about a student being sent to the hospital, though he was sure it wasn't that serious, and having that guilt hang over him.
Betty
"It's only a few doors down, but, I'm fiiiine."

*The last word that he said dragged on, and his grip tightened slightly. He released a mighty yawn, before blinking heavily once more. Using his abilities like this usually left him drained, but this is the worst it's been in a while. He didn't resist despite what he said, and he didn't mind showing the Russian his own room. Due to him being a new student, his room was one of the previously vacated/empty rooms. He took a hesitant step forward, waiting to see if the Russian would help him there.*
Heather
Vizhkir nodded, following beside him with his arm draped over Corvus' shoulder for support. Surprisingly it was only a few doors down from the Russian's own dorm room. He kept a slow pace, moving in step with the other boy and keeping an eye on him to ensure that he was okay. Vizhkir might seem standoffish to most, a Russoboo to one, and a little strange to all but he still cared about his friends and family and Corvus was a friend. Albeit a new one that he hardly knew, Vizhkir was willing to go the distance for him. 

Stopping outside the door, "This you?"
Betty
"Yep."

*Corvus spoke, his voice sounding mildly pained but honestly he had already begun to feel better. A large part of his pain was caused by the suddenness, and despite preparing himself mentally it was still physically exhausting and painful. Under Vizhkir's grasp, Corvus would feel light and easily moveable. As they stopped moving, Corvus sighed in relief and reached with his right hand into his pocket. Nimbly, he slid a finger into his closed wallet and managed to pull out his student i.D card. With a wave of his hand, he lowered it to the scanned before sliding it into his pocket once more. A light click would be heard, and he used his right hand to grasp the handle and push it downwards, opening the door.*

*Taking a hesitant step forward, almost _pulling_ Vizhkir, Corvus entered the threshold to his dorm room. He had his own room, and it seemed rather small yet cozy. He had a pile of clothing on a table, next to a laptop. He also had a small bag, which would probably be hygiene supplies. Under his bed would be a large red bag, which there didn't seem to be any hinting at what was within. His bed would be the standard Twin-Bed size, with black sheets. He could obviously upgrade in the future, if he had a logical reason to. For now, he didn't mind the small size.* 

"This is my room, sorry for the mess."

*The 'mess' that he was referring to would be the pile of clothing on the floor, at the foot of his bed. He had been too lazy to collect it, or put it into a bin, so he just left his clothing on the ground until he left for a laundromat or somewhere else he could clean his clothing. As he took another step, he just felt so tired and physically exhausted that he slumped slightly in Vizhkir's grasp.*