Early [They're supposed to be socializing, sure, but Talcott is sprawled out on his lower bunk, his makeshift curtains mostly closed but not completely. He's fevered and miserable, hot already from the sunburn and now it's so much worse. He's got his notebook in front of him, scrawling out notes and observations. He's not really going to be approaching people.]
Later [Between the sickness and the violent sunburn of the last few days finally peeling Talcott feels like he's going to crawl out of his skin. After scratching his arm bloody, though, he just reaches out to snag the arm of the nearest person passing by. He looks absolutely miserable as he looks up from his bed, gesturing to the peeling sunburn with his other hand.]
I know this is really weird and kinda gross but.... help?
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[They're supposed to be socializing, sure, but Talcott is sprawled out on his lower bunk, his makeshift curtains mostly closed but not completely. He's fevered and miserable, hot already from the sunburn and now it's so much worse. He's got his notebook in front of him, scrawling out notes and observations. He's not really going to be approaching people.]
Later
[Between the sickness and the violent sunburn of the last few days finally peeling Talcott feels like he's going to crawl out of his skin. After scratching his arm bloody, though, he just reaches out to snag the arm of the nearest person passing by. He looks absolutely miserable as he looks up from his bed, gesturing to the peeling sunburn with his other hand.]
I know this is really weird and kinda gross but.... help?