And what if it's worse before then? What if...what if there's something in there, like in Alien? Only...brain instead of stomach. We go all kinds of places all the time, I could've picked something up somewhere. Why do I have to wait? It's just a painkiller, isn't it? What's...you said you were gonna help, why are you being like that?

[He frowns, even as he reaches for the bottle, and now he's whining. He doesn't want to be whining, but he's whining; he'll do what she says, really he will, he just needs to get his last protest in first.]