( wrath has come to see her several times before. it is different now with the city in disarray, with what he has experienced. he is infuriated with how little power he has in this world- a world that ripped him from his own, that shackled his freewill for the first time in countless millennia. at least when he fell from heaven, it was his choice. he waits until they have privacy to speak of her affliction more openly. )

My lady, I wanted to inquire over your wellbeing since the terrible events which transpired within the city. ( especially following the visit from the undead, given the disease itself is death touched and the undead call to death itself ) Has your affliction worsened?