Unfortunately, Joss is too busy hacking up a lung to give a coherent answer to any of Reigen’s questions. The poison swirls through his bloodstream, doing its level best to kill him while his body struggles to repair the damage. Bruises appear on his pale, skinny chest, signs that the poison is breaking down cellular structures, and then vanish again without a trace moments later.

There’s blood on his pillow now.

“F-flask! I need to drink...”