Marcus could feel the disease coming off of her, luckily it burnt off as his aura of fire increased as well. "You certainly liked males that, what was it? seventeen years we were together?", he asked looking over to her. It might seem like a long time but since they both have lived for upwards of a couple hundred years it's a lot less to them. When she listed off what the fallen do he counted them off on his fingers as she spoke, "yeah, that pretty much sums it up", he said shrugging. "Germany?", he asked rubbing his chin, "Oh right, oh come on, it's not like I was alone in that little endeavour", he said rolling his eyes. "Everything I touch? Then when are you turning to ash, my dear Avarael", he said giving her an evil smirk. He dared to move a tad closer to her, feeling the pestilence grow more potent, if a human hugged her right now they would drop dead immediately, but he could do a lot more than that and be fine.