Hearing that Claude was feeling better gave Ilia an even greater feeling of relief. The thought of his precious face dissolving into that of a mindless beast... It didn't sit well with her. In fact, it almost struck her as more awful than imagining even Anise turning, but she wasn't sure why that was. He just reminded her of someone.

Pushing the thought from her head, she wave Anise over with her towards some chairs. "Not much, I'm afraid. Sleeping. I think I caught something, too, though not the bug that was going around. Just a cold."

She paused, then continued on in a softer voice. "And... I was in that place you three have been vising. It was a few nights ago. I haven't been able to contact my companion for another trip down there but... I honestly don't really want to go."