Latagu was burning through the liquids Kate gave him as quickly as he drank it. He was sweating profusely and he was getting steadily worse. When Kate touched him, that area grew hotter than 104 F. as if something was trying to burn her, but was being held back by his skin.  He grabbed Kate's hand and looked her dead in the eyes, deep inside his own eyes Kate could just make out something very strange. There was literal small flames dancing in the center of his irises. His breaths were ragged and he spoke slowly. "Latagu need herbs, long ice blue petals, white center, and-" He coughed and dark smoke came from his lungs. "And white rose with blue stem and thorns. Crush together and put in hot water so latagu drink." The flowers he was describing were poisonous, together they had medicinal purposes, but only to rub it in a paste form over inflammation to rapidly cool it down, ingesting it usually meant a slow painful death. "Latagu has been foolish been too long since I take it. Making Latagu weak."