Son This Ain't A Dream No More Its The Real Thing

Áskell said nothing at first, simply looked aside. What could he possibly say? He hadn't really believed in spirits too much before this. Or rather he'd never really thought about it. It was always a problem for another day and now they both had this strange illness and had heard the voice of their father. He looked back to Jigsaw. "I don't know, but if its not magic what is it? It seems like its infecting everything, animals and plants."

He listened as Jigsaw explained everything he'd tried and Áskell felt his hope sink a little. "Dammit, there has to be something that will get rid of this!" He flinched at the mention of Recluse's pups. He'd forgotten she was pregnant again. "We'll have to stay away from them. Do you know if this is contagious? We could try catching an uninfected animal, keep it one of our dens and see if infects them." Áskell's own companions were keeping a distance from him for now.