[The bag, when King peeks, has three orbs inside. Evan had been collecting them, and they gently jostle one another, floating towards the exit of the bag as soon as King opens it.

When giving the bag to King doesn't fix the problem, Evan groans again in defeat. He pushes himself to standing, laboriously, finding himself shaky on his feet but only manageably so.]

I think... I think I need to go lie down. Ugh. We don't even have an infirmary or anything like that here, do we? I mean, I assume it's the orbs, but I'd hate to find out later...

[He trails off, flapping a hand limply, not quite able to extrapolate beyond a general sense of malaise.]