Alucard hums in the back of his throat at Rhy's commentary, raising the glass to press the side of it against his forehead and try and find some relief in it. It feels nice. Probably a little too much so. He wonders distantly whether he should be concerned about asking Rhy to be near him but he supposes that living together, if this is contagious it's already too late.

"It's been a while," he replies, honestly. "But not so long as you might think. There are some particularly unsettling illnesses men will pass around to each other, particularly on ships, where there is no escaping one another, and without a healer to speed recovery..." He gives the other man a little shrug. "The Captain's cabin only offers so much refuge."