[Oh, had that helped? Maybe. Vianca blinked slowly, giving Zenitsu a careful look. The reaction was a little... odd, but the red was concerning. Had he been feeling alright before he came into the shop?]

That is good.

[She shifted, changing gears from the pat on his leg to a thoughtful hand against his forehead. Let her check your temperature, young man.]

Do you feel alright?