"Can't... Breathe..." *As soon as you release me, I gasp and take a deep breath* "But seriously, what the -blam!- happened. And how are you holding me?"

"You changed for-for some reason...What do you mean how am I holding you?"

"What do you mean? How did I change? I.. Wait a second... I... I don't feel so great..." (And I mean, you're like a 60 pound vandal, and you're holding an 120 pound man. Pretty impressive.) *I roll out of your (apparently incredibly strong arms. xD) arms and vomit on the floor. The bile is metallic, silverish in color.* "Oh god... I'm... I'm sorry. I'm fading fast. I need to rest or something..." *My eyes flicker, but before I pass out, I ask one last thing in a soft, quiet voice* "I understand that was pretty gross, and you've probably been through enough... But can you collect some of that vomit? I think... I think it has some... weird properties... I need to study them.." *I quickly pass out after that exhausting message, body lying on that cold tile floor.*

*I collect a small sample of the vomit and place a blanket over you

*I blink awake eight hours later.* "Hey... Sorry about yesterday... I don't know what came over me. Do.. You have the sample? I want to examine it. It might tell me a little bit about it..."

It has been proven that a cat's purr helps speed recovery so... *lays on top of the unconscious echo* [spoiler]still a cat[/spoiler]