"Dad."
A faint rustling of bed sheets answered her first, but then his voice followed suit after a few seconds. "When did you get here?"
Kodi suppressed a sigh. He sounded so weak; she could hear the dry wheeze at the back of his throat with every word. He hadn't been nearly this bad even when he had come down with walking pneumonia last year. "Don't get up," she said. "Just got here a minute ago. Mom's checking on the kids, Alsek fell from the bed and was screaming that Sitka pushed him off."
She tugged on his covers once and then straightened again. Now that he was awake, she was no longer able to avoid his gaze, and she stared down into his brown eyes with as stoic an expression as she could muster.
"Al?"
"He's fine, just having a tantrum about it. Did you take your meds?"
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