Vincent just nodded, and the two of them left the lounge, making their way through the empty halls, and towards his car. Once they got in, they buckled up, and he started it.

"Right." he said as they pulled out.

"Where do you work?" he asked her.

"I'll contact them and tell them about this." he said.

"Because you are in NO condition to work."

'Dear lord...' Vincent thought as he drove.

[i]"I see."[/b] he said.

"I'll tell them." he told her.

They made their way to the hospital, where she was checked in.

"I'll visit you soon." he said to her.

"See how you're doing."

"Indeed." he responded.

"For now, concentrate on recovering." he told her.

"You need to get back to full strength, after all." he said.

"You still plan to give me those two reports." he chuckled.

"Though I'll understand if they're a little late." he added with a smile.

The fact that this was happening to her was very concerning to Vincent.

So much so, that he had confided this to his sister, and they had spoken briefly about it.

However, after about a week or so, the woman noticed that she'd not heard from her brother over the phone on the day he said he would call her.

And when she called him, his voice sounded horrid.

"Hello?" he said, before pausing.

"Oh, sorry Hollie, I forgot I was supposed to call you."

"Feeling a little under the weather." Vincent replied.

"Almost like a flu? Kind of?" he said further.

"But at the same time, not." he went on, before pausing.

"If that makes sense." he said.

"Medication for flu symptoms doesn't seem to be working, though." he then lamented.

Vincent froze when he heard that.

"...excuse me?" he asked.

"That virus that targets active mana mages, and eats away at said mana?" he asked her.

When she confirmed, she heard him smack his own forehead.

"I am an idiot, why didn't I think of that!?" he exclaimed.

"Very well, that would be in my best interest." he said further.

"Any recommendations for a mage doctor?" he then asked her.

Even though Hollie couldn't see it, she just knew her brother was grimacing right now.

"....Calder, eh?" he finally responded.

"I see." he said.

"Very well." he muttered, obviously dissatisfied with this information.

"I will... make sure I see him." he told her, before there was another pause.

"Wait..." he said quietly.

"Wait a second..." he mumbled, realization in his tone.

"Hollie, when is Calder going to be in this area?" he asked her.

"Hollie, Madison has similar symptoms as I do." Vincent told her.

"And none of the doctors here have been able to diagnose what's wrong." he continued.

"Also, I started showing MY symptoms shortly after being in close proximity of her." he went on.

"I'm sure you can see where I'm going with this." he then told her.

"She's already been sick for a few days, Hollie." he finished, his tone having an underlying urgency to it.

"Given what I've seen, yes." Vincent replied.

"The virus has stages, and she's nearing the end of the first stage." he said.

"The second stage is worse, but still treatable." he then mused further.

"So if he cannot make it out here until tomorrow, Madison will still be here." he assured her.

"...and this should prove once and for all if Madison has mana or not." he then added.

"This is true." Vincent agreed.

"...I feel so bad for her." he then sighed.

"It's clear she's not getting the care and love she deserves." he told Hollie.

"...but I digress. I won't hold you up any longer." he then said.

"Thank you for your help in this."