"Not even you." He says it quietly, because after all, he can't disagree. At home, he flirted, he found ways to amuse and distract himself without ever allowing his heart to be put in danger again. Here - here, there's really none of that. Oh, he can flirt easily enough, but with Alucard nearby he has no interest in anything further.

It's his own fault, for never quite being able to get over him.

But he knows better than to get involved with Alucard again, or so he tells himself. And Alucard - is as handsome as ever, as charming as ever, but Rhy can't tell where his heart lies.

Right now, none of that matters anyway.

"Especially not when you're sick. Now go rest."