[That just gets a dry, bitter laugh out of Rhys. Because it hasn't been that long since he's seen those, or similar things.

It doesn't matter if he wants to do it or not, because Truth or Dare compulsion, but truthfully? He doesn't actually give a fuck. He would probably do it anyway.]

Asshole. May as well just give me Tylenol and save the Vics.

[The grin on his face is sickly, the shadow around his eyes of someone who's spent a lot of time comparing the best ways to get drugs into his system.]

Sure. Not my favorite way to do it, but sure. Just surprised you actually got your hands on anything actually useful here.