[ She's managed to only bump into him a few times, but sooner or later her avoidance will get noticed. Likely, it already has. Her internal voice comes in exhausted and quiet; like she's struggling to remain awake. Weak. ]

I'm... I'm not feeling terribly well, so I will be sequestering myself to my room for now. Please do not worry about me, I'll just be keeping to myself for the foreseeable future.

[ She really hopes it does. She isn't put together at all, wearing a pair of shorts and a much too large t-shirt in an attempt to stave off the heat and the pain. Her hair is a little frizzy between the heat and sweat and lack of care and she feels like she must look gaunt and unpleasant. ]

It should pass soon enough.