"Hey, you don't look so good. Kenny and I are back from hunting now, so why don't you come down and we'll take over from here?" Ben looked down at Lee, who looked genuinely concerned for him. It was a really cold day, and he hadn't been getting all that much sleep. He felt really weak, and was quick to take the offer to stop his shift and go lay down or something.
It was only after he'd gotten off the ladder and moved away from it that he felt dizzy, barely registering where he even was.
He toppled over, but the nearest person caught him. Unfortunately it wasn't Lee, and they both almost fell. Their faced had collided roughly, and though his ears were ringing, he couldn't mistakes Kenny's "Fuck, this kid's realy sick. I told you we couldn't have him on watch." he was sat down on the floor, but his vision faded quickly.
"Yeah, but you never said it was because he was sick."
Ben woke up later in his bed, he tried to sit up but the pounding in his head was too much. He had to lay back down, and when he finally recalled what had happened exactly, he had to cover his face in embarrassment. He could only hope Kenny didn't notice, or didn't care. Because if he did…oh jeez, he was screwed for sure.