[ His wrist being grabbed isn't shocking, and Pure Vanilla doesn't try to pull it back. Instead he lets the other hold it and stare at the wound, the trickle of blood already slowing due to Vanilla's healing. He sighs softly to the scolding, managing to look contrite, his ears back and flopped down. ]

I do. That is why I asked for your forgiveness. But I cannot ask someone to undergo the experiments I must perform to cure it. I do not know what they will entail, or how painful they will be. And I fear if I had asked, you would have declined.

[ Why Passenger? Well, he was the one he encountered first, and maybe a little bit of Gnosis blame there for telling him Passenger doesn't have much longer. If it's unique, perhaps Passengers infection will help him cure the other faster. ]

You need not worry, my friend. I will cure it, it is only a matter of time.

[ If he even caught it... his Souljam might have prevented the infection. It's a good thing he plans on breaking it. ]

I am truly sorry I sprung it on you.