05-29-2025, 12:15 AM
Nora was concerned - more concerned than he was used to seeing from her. She didn't just ask if he was okay. She abandoned the research she was working on. It was just a headache - a bad one - but still just a headache. That's what he told himself anyways.
"It's just a headache," he told her as well.
Claude could see the disbelief in her eyes. It was a look that said she knew there was more to this than he was saying. Claude sighed and tried to tell himself that he was searching for the words to say instead of trying to ignore the pounding in his head. "It started this morning and has gotten worse as the day has gone on. Nothing more than a headache, no visions, chills, nausea, or voices. Just a headache. I'll hydrate, go to bed early, and will be fine tomorrow."
He spoke the words, but belief didn't reach his eyes. This headache was odd, coming seemingly out of nowhere. If he had other symptoms or had an issue with headaches before he wouldn't have been worried about it. He would have dealt with the pain, and it would have diminished and life would continue as always.
Claude moved back to his seat and sat down, turning once more to the image on the screen. He tried to focus on it, but not for long. Nora was concerned about a headache. That told him something and he wouldn't so casually dismiss her concern. He couldn't. Claude turned back to face her.
"You're worried this is something serious. Maybe I should see a doctor or something?" Claude spoke, keeping his tone light. He wanted her to know that he was really listening and taking her concern seriously. "What has you so concerned?"
"It's just a headache," he told her as well.
Claude could see the disbelief in her eyes. It was a look that said she knew there was more to this than he was saying. Claude sighed and tried to tell himself that he was searching for the words to say instead of trying to ignore the pounding in his head. "It started this morning and has gotten worse as the day has gone on. Nothing more than a headache, no visions, chills, nausea, or voices. Just a headache. I'll hydrate, go to bed early, and will be fine tomorrow."
He spoke the words, but belief didn't reach his eyes. This headache was odd, coming seemingly out of nowhere. If he had other symptoms or had an issue with headaches before he wouldn't have been worried about it. He would have dealt with the pain, and it would have diminished and life would continue as always.
Claude moved back to his seat and sat down, turning once more to the image on the screen. He tried to focus on it, but not for long. Nora was concerned about a headache. That told him something and he wouldn't so casually dismiss her concern. He couldn't. Claude turned back to face her.
"You're worried this is something serious. Maybe I should see a doctor or something?" Claude spoke, keeping his tone light. He wanted her to know that he was really listening and taking her concern seriously. "What has you so concerned?"
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