Chimera, deciding that Tulio wasn't going to be able to do anything went back to Envy's side and lay down beside him. The cool skin of the rock pokemon actually felt pretty good to Envy's fever-confused brain, and he curled around the little pokemon to get as much of that coolness as he could. He'd never felt like this in all 400 years he'd been a homunculus, except for maybe at the very beginning when he hadn't managed to put himself together yet.

That wasn't something he wanted to remember at all. But through the fog it was happening anyway, the feeling of being dragged violently out of some horrific dark place with eyes, of waking up in searing pain with blood and bones and insides everywhere...and then before that, a hint of how he'd died in the first place. The memory was old and foggy after so long, with the unpleasant sensation of it being not his own, of him lying in bed for months, condition growing steadily worse as the mercury poisoning killed him. It had felt kind of like this. Suddenly feeling panicked, he made a noise that sounded almost like a whimper, muttering to nobody in particular "...don't wanna die again..."

It wasn't something he'd ever say or even think if he was lucid, but right now he didn't exactly have that going for him.