Quinn had spent the past several days puking up everything more solid than soup that he tried to ingest. Apparently, his system wasn't all that keen on eating actual food, even though while he had been out of it, Flynn assured him that they had fed him some actual food. It had been a little at a time, and well blended. Quinn was annoyed. He just wanted to eat something, dammit! In order to keep him from getting ill, Flynn had dutifully brought him a smoothie. Maree was in the middle of making so many different kinds of soups, that Quinn felt his head spin every time she listed them off. All of that was well and good, of course it was. But Quinn was still unhappy.
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