"I've got it!"

I startled awake when Kolyver excitedly sat across from me at the table. I glanced down at my unfinished toast, pushing it away with a sigh.

Kolyver frowned, their excitement momentarily forgotten. "You okay, Xam?"

I shrugged. "Everything tastes like ashes."

"Gross."

"You can say that again."

My friend grinned at me. "Gross."

I rolled my eyes, but their bad joke made me smile. "What is it that you've got, Kol?"