Hmm, well.

[ Rin suddenly rises from his seat, his expression wracked with pain. He stumbles forward, gasping, clutching his chest. ]

My heart--something's wrong, terribly wrong.

[ He gasps as he collapses to his knees. Real sweat beads at his throat, shines on his forehead. He reaches for the urn. ]

Please, if this item is as powerful as you say--please, heal me! I'll pay anything, anything--

[ His voice is choked, frightened. A clamor arises among the bidders.

The auctioneer clearly has no idea what the fuck is going on. ]