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!
[long suffering sigh]
and this is why i havent been allowed to go to any public places since fluffing march. some people just gotta ruin it for the rest of us.
SHUN Yellow and their super-spreader ways! SHUN! SHHHHUNNNNNNN!
This might actually be a fringe-of-the-fringe benefit to being a servant. No disruption to your routine unless you’re sick enough that you have to bed down, and if any of your co-workers get sick, you KNOW it wasn’t you who brought it in(or at the very least you didn’t expose yourself of your own will).
Interestingly enough, it’s guaranteed employment. You can’t get laid off for your employer shutting down for the pandemic if your employer is immune to disease.
I hear you. I stayed indoors for five months and only left the house due to mandatory evacuation. On the plus side “lightning siege” is at least a cool sounding disaster to survive.
Oh the memories.
Yeah, lot of people have trouble realizing that viruses are not spread by sight, so not seeing anyone sick doesn’t mean you won’t get infected.