Kaito couldn't respond right away, and he shook his head at her, indicating that he needed a moment to recover from his coughing fit. With a deep breath to replenish the air in his lungs, her turned back toward her, pulling up a lopsided (and weak) grin in an attempt to be somewhat comforting.

"Hey," he said, ignoring the way his voice wheezed, and he dug into his pocket for the vial. "You still look like hell." A beat. "... but I brought you something to take care of that."

He hoped.