[ Against all expectations, he's not dead. In fact, he's starting to feel a bit alleviated even if he doesn't want to admit it and give the stranger any satisfaction for having cured him successfully. ]

It's... managing. I suppose it's not bad.

[ His jaw sets as he crosses his arms over his stomach almost stubbornly. ]

You never did tell me whether or not you were an apothecary. How did you come by such a thing?