Dix

[le_vindicatif]

 [Having just overheard something about a citizen who fell asleep turning to ashes, the Count is very concerned. Not for himself, despite the bruise-like mark spreading up his arm to his neck, but for the one whom he assumes he caught the disease from.]

Albert... are you still well?

[Poor fellow looks exhausted- even if he wanted to, he wasn't capable of sleep to rid himself of this lethargy. He hasn't felt something so mortal as fatigue for years.]