"Yes, we're on the barge. No, we're not at port. You're in the Enclosure."

Is he.. is he going to cry? What in the— Steven, it's not that deep, my guy. He doesn't ask about the 'again'. He doesn't want to poke at hot coals.

"Promises appreciated, but I'd still feel better if we double checked. I can get you a painkiller or something, maybe something to help you sleep in case this happens again. It'll take five minutes." Placebos, if he was honest. He's not sure giving the man nightshade is a good idea. He didn't even truly react to an arguably perfectly dosed knockout poison. He'd probably just laugh in the face of nightshade.