"My head feels like it's going to explode..."
"I think I'm gonna be sick..."
"I'm not sick, I'm just a little tired."
"I'll be fine, I just need to lay down for a bit."
"'M not hungry."
"I don't know what's upsetting my stomach so much, but I'm never eating it again..."
"If I try to eat, it's just going to come back up."
"I don't get sick."
"Stay with me...please?"
"I don't have a fever, I'm naturally this hot."
"I don't want to get you sick as well."
"I hate medicine."
"I'm fine, it's just a bit of indigestion."
"My stomach's been bothering me all day..."
"There's no time for me to rest!"
"I'm fine. I think I'm done now."
"I think my stomach is trying to digest itself."
"I think I just need some sleep."
"I'm losing my voice."
"I couldn't get any sleep last night, I can't breathe out of my nose."
"I'm not taking that medicine, it's disgusting."
"I'm not feeling all that great."
"Why is the room spinning?"
"Are you cold or is it just me?"
"I think dinner's not agreeing with me..."
"My head hurts."
"I can't breathe."
"My stomach isn't feeling so great."
"I can't stop shivering."
"What do you mean it's not cold in here? I'm freezing!"
"Everything hurts and I wanna die."
"If I cough anymore, 'm gonna be sick."
"I'm fine! B-but pass me that bucket real quick, I'm gonna puke—!"