[Hans has serious competition here. He's not sure he can beat a pastry.

But Balthus' lack of alarm at least signifies that he's probably okay for the most part. Or at least, the more terrible effects haven't happened just yet. Maybe he'll turn grey and then just drop dead afterward. That would be quite tragic.

He steps close enough so that he can place a hand on his shoulder, the worry from earlier still evident.]

You don't feel ill or weak? You're becoming deathly pale, and I may not be a doctor, but I know that's not a good sign.