@EaterOfCells The host was now dropping to their knees, coughing a lot harder and struggling to find their asthma inhaler. She finally tried struggling a little, to very little avail.
@EaterOfCells "N... No... Never... I have... To keep the host... Safe..."
She lets off a breath, blood still trickling from her nose. She didn't even squirm, being too light-headed from the tumble.
@EaterOfCells Her gaze turns to the entrance, which was now collapsed, preventing her escape. In the outside world, the host was going into a small coughing fit.
@EaterOfCells Her eyes widen, and she begins to panic, screaming and flailing around while trying to run off... Which only succeeded in her falling over onto her face and rolling a little on the ground. A groan leaves her lips, as she struggles to stand, her nose dripping blood.
@EaterOfCells "That'll never happen, White Blood Cells are perfect at their job~!"
She hums the rest of the way, stopping at the entrance to the lungs.
"Here we are Mister... Wait, what kind of cell are you, anyway...?"
Blink blink.
@EaterOfCells The tentacle makes her freeze in place, breathing shakily and tearing up at the sight of the point just millimeters away from her face.
"B-but.... They'll die anyway..."
@EaterOfCells "C-c-cancer?!"
Her eyes widen, her face turning horrified as she began to flail her arms, run in a circle, and scream.
"Uwa! Backup! Backup! Code red! Code red!"