She wavers where she sits, watching him with concern. 5 had heart, but he wasn't the type to take on the fight on his own. She gives his hand a squeeze.

She coughs, this hurt. Why did this hurt?

"It'll be back. We've got to be ready." She squeezes his hand a little more tightly. "Don't listen to 1, okay? 5?" She coughs again, looks like she wants to continue, but has to give in to the overwhelming coughing fit.