[Dorian raises the glass to his lips as soon as it's in his possession, which might just answer that question for him. He's careful not to let it go to waste, though- it's a long sip before he looks back to By.]

Partially, I suppose. I'm working with a boy I thought knew nothing -and a woman I'm certain knows more than me- to get the most use out of a remedy for contagion. It's one less thing to worry for us, but... nothing we use has come up with will stop the sick from getting any sicker. It's very frustrating, and... odd. Something like a cure isn't just stumbled upon; it should be right up our alley.

And you? Looking dashing while catching anyone red-handed?