[Normally Zack would vocally protest, but this time he only digs out a water bottle from the coldest corner of the room and tosses it to Lloyd, then flops onto the bedroll in the other corner.]

Couple of weeks, I guess...people were sicker than I was and medicine was hard to find. Figured I'd just tough it out or something.

[Not that it's been working well, but then again, he hasn't been resting much, either.]