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She doesn't need a doctor or anyone else to tell her this is a reg flag, but that doesn't mean she wants to be poked and prodded and fussed over like the weak, sickly child she is; she's long accepted her fate and all she wants is to get her affairs in order and make sure her parents will be comfortable before it happens.
Unfortunately, she has a nosy professor who cares more than is healthy for her students; the moment she hears Lysithea coughing she practically drags her to the infirmary; Professor Manuela pulls Lysithea's hand away from her mouth, sees the blood, and frowns.
"You're not going onto the battlefield for at least two weeks," Professor Manuela says; Lysithea wants to protest but when she looks to her professor, she sees for the first time something akin to fear on that normally even-tempered and blank face, and any semblance of fight drains out of her.