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Dave frowned hard, still unaware of what's going on. He was oblivious to Noah's gaze, busy asking for a cup of clear water so Noah could rinse his mouth. He made sure there wasn't any foul taste left in Noah, and wiped his mouth for him. "babe you ok? Let's go to the clinic... have you eaten soemthing bad? Is it the steak last nigth? the salad?" He asked reciting what they had for dinner the previous night. "I am so sorry babe... you must feel terrible." He nudged close against Noah and then finally noticed his peculiar look. "What is it?" He asked curiously.