Oh, you know. [listlessly, he waves a full fucking flower he coughed up, earlier, at Raihan] Trying to decide whether or not this would be a good place to start my flower shop.

[it's probably some kind of miracle he can still joke about this, but -- well, what else is there to do, really? he's too fatigued to be worried, right now. between the fever and the coughing, he really hasn't been sleeping well, if at all]

Maybe we could be partners.

[he noticed you coughing, Raihan]