Miko. Miko, wake up!"
"Liten?" the boy said, with a hoarse voice
"How ya feelin'" he coughed and replied,
"Fine." this was the fifth day he had been ill. First a slight fever and a sore throat and it just got worse from there. I was quite worried at this point, after all, he was only a young lad, around the age of 11. Of coarse I was around 14 or 15 myself, but as always, I felt entirely responsible for him, especially since the master wont do nothin', ever.
"Liten... Can you see if they'll give us water?"
"I've been tryin' Miko, But they ain't respondin'... 'EY GUARDS!" I raised my voice, "MY PARTNER'S SICK, CAN YA SPARE SOME WATER?" No