Ah... he's never really been asked that question. Tamaki hesitates a moment, looking a bit suspicious of Yuya's motives. If it's just an innocent question, that would actually be... nice, he thinks, but who knows if this information will be used against him.

"...I got really sick. With something curable."

He starts to look a lot more dead than he normally does, his skin looking pale and sickly, his cheeks hollowing, dark shadows growing under his eyes.

"No one took me to a doctor. Too sick to call 911. So I died."