"Oh yeah, I follow," Yuri assures him, because it's true. He does understand, perhaps uniquely so. "I was born the year a plague broke out, and that ravaged my country for years. I'd rather no one suffer for want of care or cure."

He'd seen too many die, and he'd been extremely fortunate to be saved. "What sort of ailment are you looking to remedy?" Years...was it also a plague, rapidly consuming lives, or something that wears on, with more time to treat if only the methods were found?