Chiana's figured that he isn't currently rabid, or she would have expected some dire desire to bite her head off, feast on her guts, or something just as gorey. But the news about him having his medication is welcome; it means he won't turn rabid either. "Found a door home, then?" she states with a quick smile, and orders a strong drink from the bartender. "Not eating or drinking, though. Two of the greatest pleasures in life." Since he's mentioned a boyfriend, she hopes for the both of them that the third is one he can indulge in. Of course, being Chiana, she's going to actually ask. "What about sex?"