Viti's pupils dilated when he saw it. The blight that ran up Gregory's leg like a black chasm, and spread its tendrils like a kraken reaching from the black sea to pull down a ship.

He was stunned by the sight until the pant leg was finally rolled down. It took a second before he could gulp down the rest of his drink.

"Not all of us are comfortable talking about our disabilities, so I didn't bring up your leg injury, but now that you have, may I ask how something like that can happen?"