Merri/Darius | after "The Secret Life of Flan" | G?
Darius - magically - managed to maintain a properly professional demeanor the entire time that the councilman carried on. A sigh was repressed, and not even a single hint of the disbelief, or mild frustration would be shown. They had more important things to do here than tend the whims of a hypochondriac.
"With the amount of airship traffic these days, cross continent diseases aren't much of an issue anymore." And it was true too. With all the travel, and imported goods - especially in a city like Emillion - olden day concerns like the one Merri was attempting to approach, while still possible, wasn't quite as troublesome as they would have been decades before. Even then, a simple Esuna went a long way for just about anything.
"Is there tension in your chest?" A glance was cast over a shoulder, looking for a nearby place for Merrion to sit down at so that Darius could get a closer look at the other man.