I don't care if you're dying or not, you bleeding moron. [Pun...probably not intended? Alfendi wheezes slightly, trying to catch his breath, his head swimming. However, he's still focused enough to jab a finger in Bigby's direction, barking out a response:]

What happened last night?! There's a damn corpse in the bedroom and there's clearly a story behind it, so if you know something, cough it up!!