"Sure, go for it." Sam let Barty go and get him some porridge and took the offering when Barty returned, eyeing it up curiously because he honestly wasn't sure if he wanted to eat it or not. Today, nothing was happily staying in him and his stomach felt sore. He looked at his food while he bounced his leg, full of excess energy and feeling particularly twitchy today.

"There's a part of you that almost wishes the drug doesn't leave. I think it's the only thing keeping me going right now." And yet, he desperately wanted it out of his system at the same time. "But it should be out soon, right? It can't stay in me that long!"