[Oh, so it was Edgin's boy. Dear sweet Edgin.]

I'm sure he is and that he has some oddly concocted Blue court cure that will hardly make any sense to us.

[It hardly matters, that was his problem and hopefully he would be taking care of it. For now, well, Karma was about to set their foot down about something and they were already ready for Eden to not like it.]

You need rest for a couple days, at least. I won't be seeing you or your cures in the infirmary or any of the afflicted's rooms until then. Understood?