[ He gives Jay an evasive shrug, swigs from his bottle and knocks back one of the pills. The question of his medication supply isn't something he likes thinking about. ]

Uhh... Enough for now. Half a bottle?

[ More like a third. But there's no sense in adding any more reasons for Jay to be paranoid, right? ]

I'm not gonna - [he wiggles his fingers in front of his face] - get in that state again any time soon. There's nothing to worry about.

[ Everything is fine. ]