Our lone messenger rides back to the castle gates. She’s about here-ish.
Yellow: Hey again. What’s it like, in town? Sirens blaring? People collapsing in the street?
Red: It’s just quiet. Lots of hand-drawn “closed” signs.
Yellow: Yeah, that’s what I thought. It’s just the seasonal bruma! We get our shots, like every year, and it’s fine. I live downtown, I was at a club last night. Guess how many sick people I saw?
That’s right! [koff koff] None!