Zelus relaxed a little bit after the doctor's took Nyri but he insisted on staying near her. He told the doctors everything he knew about the event. "Eating at Dan's Diner, she had manka steak burger with tuber root fries and garlic sauce. I had the same except no garlic sauce and I feel fine." His stomach turned a bit but he just chalked it off as worry. "May I stay near her?" Zelus asked the doctor; the doctor nodded seeing no issue with it, then went to get word out involving the food to stop an epidemic. Zelus sat near Nyri and held her hand trying to comfort her, a slight pounding started near the back of his head. Steadily the pounding got worse and moved forward as if marching. Everything started to get fuzzy and he felt as if he were spinning like a top.<br/><br/>Zelus feel to the ground releasing Nyri's hand, one hand now on his head. Was this just a fraction of what Nyri felt? Slowly Zelus lost control of his stomach and he up heaved his earlier meal. Mumbling out "Sorry Nyri." before fading to the darkness that wished to claim him for the time being. A small bit of energy seemed to leave his body, rising to Nyri's level before disappearing. Moments later when a nurse came to check in on Nyri they found Zelus and moved him to a nearby room to begin treatment on him.<br/><br/>He felt himself being stripped and could feel a rag being taken over his body wondering why, before recalling he had recently puked and was essentially laying in it. A chill went through his body and the thin feeling the hospital slops offered in terms of warmth to him. Regaining conscious wasn't a hard task, apparently he wasn't as affected as Nyri and would most likely recover quicker than her. Zelus couldn't sit still and kept having to be taken back to his room; finally they decided to restrain him to the bed. "At least on Ord they had a training area I could let off steam in." Zelus was not a happy camper being restricted to the bed.