[Tsuzuki'd been looking around at the other shelter occupants -- so many of them are sick. Can they really make that much of a difference? Blankets and soup help a little, but it's a big job, and there just aren't that many gods and shinki here.
He's distracted from worrying by his fellow shinki's voice, and he offers him a quick, uncertain smile.]
Flu Season
[Tsuzuki'd been looking around at the other shelter occupants -- so many of them are sick. Can they really make that much of a difference? Blankets and soup help a little, but it's a big job, and there just aren't that many gods and shinki here.
He's distracted from worrying by his fellow shinki's voice, and he offers him a quick, uncertain smile.]
I heard we were running out of soup...?