And what, just. Down someone else's pills? What are even the chances of finding the right kind of medicine?
[He's still far from comfortable with Tim's trust in his medication. It just doesn't make sense to him that something so simple could be a real defence against the kind of things they've faced.
Even so, he gets up and starts looking around. It's not like there's anything better for him to do.
Before long, he locates a bathroom and zeroes in on what sure looks like a medicine cabinet. Unfortunately, the only medicine in it is a half-empty bottle of cough syrup.]
I think someone's been here before me. The whole place is cleaned out.
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[He's still far from comfortable with Tim's trust in his medication. It just doesn't make sense to him that something so simple could be a real defence against the kind of things they've faced.
Even so, he gets up and starts looking around. It's not like there's anything better for him to do.
Before long, he locates a bathroom and zeroes in on what sure looks like a medicine cabinet. Unfortunately, the only medicine in it is a half-empty bottle of cough syrup.]
I think someone's been here before me. The whole place is cleaned out.