To his credit, he doesn't even flinch, just chuckles and places a hand atop her head. If he was going to get sick from being around the other afflicted, it would have happened by now.

Though she's burning up. He can feel it, under his palm. That's a little worrisome, even without some of the whispers going around the keep. Hallucinations of demons, things like that. And it would be fucking demons, wouldn't it?

"Don't worry. They'll get everyone sorted out soon enough. Then, it's all the kissing you want." One eyebrow quirks higher. "Though now you got me kind of curious. It's not that redhead barmaid, is it?"