"I'll do that as soon as I can. I'm certain that there could be something to help with ailments.." Bess trailed off, pressing her lips together as she ran a hand through her wet hair. Matthias seemed like a kind soul, a steady one too - one who wouldn't get entirely upset if she relieved herself of the burden that had been lying on her shoulders all morning. Perhaps he would even have advice. "I'm afraid I'm on my own for now when it comes to healing, at least until a cure for the Gray Death is found." Bess said evenly, carefully. It was hard not to let the lump in her throat show in her voice, but somehow she managed. "I found Cai very ill this morning." Somehow, she felt a little better now that the troubling news was spoken aloud.