[Little did Mephisto know there's a sad Jae-Ha beneath all of the drunk, still concerned for Yona. He pauses messing with his drink long enough for this, staring a little more seriously between them.]

Could you put more effort into finding whatever might lead us to a cure for the illness spreading right now? Even my leg can't carry me far enough to be of enough help alone, right now. If you find anything after trying for more than money, I'd like to know. That's all.