Guy honestly hadn't even been wondering about whether or not Celes could cure them. This didn't seem like something that would have an easy fix -- it was a way bigger deal than getting poisoned, for one thing. Still, hearing that any help from her was basically not an option didn't do very much for his morale. He did have to wonder, though, if death was preferable to living with that kind of disease for the rest of his life.

Not that he was going to start getting any irrational ideas just yet. The fact of the matter was that they were all assuming the worst, when it was quite possible the infection was already gone and there was nothing left to worry about. Like Celes said, they would just have to deal with what happened when it happened.

"Being locked up would probably be the best option," he agreed. He wasn't sure if their strength was enhanced by their condition, but he didn't think there was any reason that it should be. If anything, they should get weaker as they continued to rot.

He'd rather stop thinking about it, though.

He would warn Okita about what had happened and then his roommate could deal with him if something went wrong. Guy trusted him to do that.

"So," he said, aware that he was making a sudden subject change and not really caring (Celes would probably understand his desire to do so), "how did you and Dias meet?"