Verloren wasn't comfortable the moment Lu left his side, but he couldn't find himself to say anything to stop the small dragon from running off. Or well, couldn't make himself say anything before the other had taken off, anyway. The poison was working its magic, he realized, maybe a bit too well. He worried horridly at what trouble the other might get into, or what if someone discovered what he actually was? Ngh. Just that thought alone made his skin burn with worry. Or maybe that was the fever. Probably both.

He was vaguely aware that a girl had entered the room, it wasn't until she spoke that he even really opened his eyes to look at her. A very faint smile formed on his lips, but he offered a small shrug. He wasn't entirely sure how to answer, he was feeling a lot of things at the moment. On one hand, happy. They were out of the city and probably safe for the time being unless something else happened. But on the other hand, upset. They had just gotten away and he just -had- to go and get infected with the poison- wait. By how was he feeling, she probably meant physically. He suddenly shook his head.

"[color=00aeef]Kind of like my insides are trying to rot.[/color]" Ver mumbled out, sucking in a sharp breath before he closed his eyes. "[color=00aeef]My companion said something about you all being able to help...?[/color]" His voice was starting to sound a bit groggy, especially now that he was in bed.