Pree curled his arm around Dieter, drawing him closer. The chairs weren't the most comfortable, all mismatched and creaky, but they were better than sitting on the floor. Especially with the likelihood of rats going over everything.
He suppressed a shudder. "I'm sure that's how commerce is supposed to work," he replied teasingly. "I'm keeping an eye on our designated healers, just so you know. Soon as I see one who's not running around like a headless chicken, I'm going to tackle and drag them over to have a look at you. I've heard people come back from the dead around here; a little blindness should be no issue." And if it was - they would cross that bridge when they came to it.