"I think I'll be fine having missed that." The words were wry and no matter how Bruce tried, there was no real way to keep off the grim expression on his face. In his travels Bruce had seen a fair number of people wasted away by the Blight, and each time was no better than the last. And now to see it once more, somebody who clearly didn't deserve such a fate having to suffer it--

It wasn't fair. Nothing about this was fair.

Bruce set the teapot back down and carefully brings the cup over to Felix, helping the other up and making sure he gets some of the tea down. "You shouldn't have pushed yourself so much," he said, and despite the words there was no anger to his voice, only understanding. He can understand why Felix is trying to do all of this, but it doesn't make anything easier.