[And since the Doctor's pretty much the only warden aside from his own, but he'll never admit that that Rex gives a damn about, he gives his communicator a very concerned stare, before pocketing it and heading on over to the Doctor's cabin. He doesn't take his time, but he doesn't sprint for the room, either. By the time he gets there, the door's already open. This could mean that somebody's already there to help... or that the Doctor's inmate decided to show up to take advantage of the situation. Quietly, he pushes the door open a little further, then relaxes slightly when he sees that it's just Sylar's warden.]

He typically doesn't lock it.

[There, Rex is so helpful. He'd just open the TARDIS door, himself, but Tim's already closer.]

[The door was open for the moment. It was too much trouble to close it when he was running in and out, and already wasn't feeling well. He managed, barely, to prop himself up to sitting beside the console.

It could have been Cybermen traipsing in for all he knew at first, giving the door a bleary look. Before the bright Tim-shaped thing and the unfocused dark Rex-shaped thing took form.] I believe someone has an "I told you so," coming to them. It's all right.... I think I deserve it.

[Tim jerked around as the door opened and Rex spoke, sizing up the other man for a moment before nodding. He didn't know what stock Rex had in the Doctor, or why he was there; Tim headed right into the TARDIS to crouch next to Seven, keeping Rex in sight.]

You look terrible, [he said, and reached for the Doctor's arm to pull it over his shoulder.] Why didn't you go to the infirmary?

[He paused, glancing around. It was like a playground he was too busy to play with.] Where's your watch?

[Rex, king of prioritizing, took a brief moment to be miffed that the warden was keeping his eye on him, then turned his attention to the Doctor.]

I'll spare you the gloating for another time, Doctor.

[He took in the state of the other man, then approached him cautiously.] Are you susceptible to any of the diseases typically found on Earth?

[If this was another outbreak of the bubonic plague, or of SARS... Rex was going to go ballistic. Still, he wanted to get some handle on what they were potentially dealing with, and the watch wasn't really a priority to him. He figured Tim could handle that detail.]

Doctor!

Once it was clear that the Doctor had been taken to the infirmary, Adric was in less of a hurry, but still quite concerned, so he stopped by the kitchen to make him some tea before swinging swinging by the infirmary, thermos in hand. Settling down in a chair next to the Doctor, he noticed the Doctor was asleep, so he stayed quiet for the moment.

You lost the Joker? Seriously?

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[Congratulations, Seven's just accidently ensured that Warren isn't going to be leaving his room for three or four days. Unless he thinks that the Joker might find him there.]

[Looking for the Joker? Clapet knows where he is... snicker snicker. Although, on that note. Donny's gonna sort those two out once the thread's done. Which it nearly is.]

[Flood impairment is the best reason for everything. And those two spent a lot of time tearing each other a part. :D]

[Bitter, but Omega had figured this out fairly sharpish.] You're sick, idiot.

[Oh, so very bitter. He'll be there by Tuesday, probably.]

Oh, you too? I don't seem to have it as bad [SNEEZE] or at least, I only have the...what's that word...ah yes, the initial symptoms.

[He's totally lying, Four is really quite sick. Not as sick as Seven, but still sick.]

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If you have what he has, you should come down to the infirmary, too.

...if nothing else, at least use it as an excuse to pass by the Master's door on the way so you can sneeze all over it.

Don't worry Adric, I'll be fine.

[Liiies.]

And I can easily sneeze on the Master's door-he's my neighbor.

Well...make sure you do that then. A lot.