Rufus sets her rook down so that he could pull up one sleeve of his coat to show her that the black sore that was there was gone now. He hadn't had the chance to check the rest of his body when he had pulled the bandages off but the pain wasn't there anymore. It had been such a constant presence for so long that now that it was gone it felt like there was a hole where it used to be.

"It seems to be gone." He can at least give her that reassurance. The last two years hadn't been easy on either of them and she had seen him practically waste away from the disease. He pulls his coat sleeve down as he made his next move. It's not something he's prepared to even consider by himself just yet, let alone discuss with anyone else even if they are one of his Turks.

He raises his eyebrows as he looks up at her, intrigued. "There is a train counsel? What exactly does it do?" He has his attention mostly on what she's telling him but he's still considering the game before him. "Who are the other members of this council?"

He sweeps up one of her pieces in his fingers in a sudden and swift movement. "And checkmate."