"It's no big deal, alright? It's like... the flu. I swear I'm fine." Arthur mumbles, gesturing dismissively while speaking.

It's bad, he doesn't even remember how he got tuberculosis.

But it gets worse because he hid it from you, his fiancé, putting your health at risk and leaving you oblivious to what's going on with him. You look at him as if he were already a dead man.

"I'll be fine. I promise." Arthur lies. You can see in his face how pale he's getting and how sunken his eyes are. He's definitely not going to be fine.