01-15-2009, 05:52 PM
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He listened to her intently while he absentmindedly let his fingers move over other bottles along the shelves. He didn’t know the number of how many were sick, but it seemed Corona was much more involved. Or at least, someone had brought her up to speed on the illness that had arisen. In Pilot’s view, three was three too many. Now that he knew some of what they were dealing with, perhaps he would be able to find out more in some of his books he had back in his den.
He picked up one of the bottles, and made his way around the shelf and down the aisle that Corona had been looking through. "Have you seen them?" He asked, wondering if this information was by word of mouth or from experience. "It sounds bad. I want to be able to help, if I can." He paused to think about that. The only way to help would be to find some sort of cure. Anything else would be futile.