[This man went to so many lengths for his sibling. Ichiban is just the cherry. Sometimes you just do so much shit in eight years.

But he's clear enough of mind now that he doesn't want to disappoint his sister, far away as she currently is. And even though he's not exactly close to Nehan, there's a sense of not wanting to disappoint him, either. So he reaches out to take the vial, this time without the same reluctant skirting.]

If this is easier, it works just as well. I didn't start taking pills until I was given these. [Regardless of what he was dosed with and how many things Ortie tried, they were almost always injectibles.

He'll tip the contents of the vial into his mouth without stalling, though, and hand it back with a quiet:] ...Thank you. I apologize for the trouble.