He moved dazedly after Tony when the younger man steered him out of the room, dragging him along with one of his arms draped over his shoulder. He shook his head agitatedly, piecing together what was happening and purposely buckling his knees when Tony took out his cell phone and started talking about the clinic.

"It's just a cough," he insisted from the floor in the hallway, attempting to scoot back toward his room. "It'll work itself out. Doctors just... no doctors, if I leave and I'm not here to protect this building we could lose everything. I have to stay," he insisted, but as he got more and more worked up, his breath came in shorter gasps and his attempts to clear them with coughing didn't keep a blue tinge from starting to creep into his fingernails and lips.

"I'll just... get Mack... to bring some... medicine... easier that way..."