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Well, now all the news was out in the air. The words hung around like a painfully heavy silence, a crushing weight upon him. Most likely Declan would be scared and tell people, which was so... so risky. If he hadn't been a big ol' dummy who got lost, none of this mess would've happened. Dec started to talk, causing Seb to look over at her. He was partially obscured under the blankets, just eyes peeking out. He felt his lip quiver, a bit of stress overflowing his brain. There were way too many emotions coursing though him, his heart racing as he felt tears well up in his eyes.

Declan was crying too, and he had to imagine it was to mourn their friendship. No way would she wanna be friends with him now! Heck, as soon as word got out, Seb figured that pretty much everyone would hate him immediately. He'd been there when their teacher talked about werewolves and all the books said that werewolves were like... horrible scary monsters! And now that was him! He tucked further under the blankets, softly adding a few words that he feared would be on her mind.

"I-if... if you don't wanna be friends anymore... I-I'd understand."

Seb sniffled softly, waiting to hear Declan walk away. Instead came a sharp screech from Zoot, followed by a weight on him as Dec practically squished him. God, Dec was so much of a weight! The only good thing was that she wasn't seeming to want to flee. He awkwardly pat her head, trying to keep her calm. As she said words that he rather hoped she wouldn't, Seb moved to try and hush the conversation. "Declan! Please! Don't... say that!" Oh jeez! Even if Dec was probably pretty quiet, the sound seemed so, so loud in Seb's ears.

It was then that he heard soft, yet sharp clicking on the floor as someone hurried over. "Declan, honey, please don't sit on his bed. He's very ill." Marni stepped over, gently shooing Declan off of the edge of the bed. She carefully rearranged the boy, fluffing him back in pillows and tucking under the blanket. Her face was very tense as she worked, and once he was tucked in (a little tightly, at that!) she let out a heavy exhale. "I may have overheard your.... recent words. Declan, I understand this is big news, but I must ask that this goes no further than here. If you feel the need to speak on it... well. Steps will need to be taken to ensure Sebastian remains safe." She pushed a thermometer in his mouth, seeing a little frown on the boy's face. "...'sokay...mmfummm." Seb tried to speak, but Marni hushed him since they couldn't understand the silly kid anyway.

Seb glanced over at Marni, who was poking at him again. Why did every medical person have to be so pokey?! Declan swore that she'd never tell the secret, earning a small sigh from the woman. "Thank you, Declan. It is top priority to keep this one safe." Marni tapped her wand over the boy a few times, colors whirling over his body that she was able to read. Pulling out the thermometer, she sighed. "39.1." She looked over at Declan, offering a small grin. "That I know. And if he trusts you, I shall too. Pardon me a moment while I grab some medicine for this kid. He's probably going to fall asleep shortly after, if you needed to do other things today."

Seb wrinkled his nose, a bit of a frown on his face. "I don't want any medicine. It's.. super yucky." He huffed softly, looking over at Declan. "I think I've slept like... a thousand hours this week." He tried to laugh, but started to cough with the motion. Lordy that hurt. His lungs felt like they were full of fire, which definitely didn't feel good. Maybe medicine was a good idea.... but he'd probably fight it. Seb really, really hated medicine. Pills were hard to swallow and liquid medicine always tasted horrible. It was just downright rude!

Marni walked back over, a small vial of blue-green potion in hand. "One vial of potion for Sebastian, one research book for Declan. Don't mind the cover, I figured you'd want... anonymity." She handed over a heavy book on "medical spellwork", then turned to the much bigger frustration. "Open mouth. You can't spit it out either, Sebastian." She did not like trying to give the wiggly teen medicine. After a few minutes of squirming, the medicine was finally in the teen's mouth. "Get some rest, dear. The medicine will help lower your fever." Marni lifted Zoot off the ground, setting him back up beside Seb, who looked to already be drifting off.

Seb felt... very odd. He was woozy and snoozy. "Mmmm... yea... sleepy..." he murmured, petting Zoot's back as he drifted off into the weird land of fever dreams. They had all been so very strange, causing all kinds of confusion in his brain. He was quickly reminded about running through the trees, before the fevery weirdness kicked in. He was suddenly splashing in the pool close to his first flat in Liverpool... but with a yeti somehow? How entirely bizarre...