Oh. Well, then. Pharma watches for a long moment like a deer in headlights. Finally, he sighs like he's just been asked to write a 10-page essay and he comes forward towards the bed, eyeing the copious amount of mess with a judgmental eye.

"Well, might as well help make sure you don't turn into a drooling idiot. Besides, you're going to hurt something going on like that."

He sounds just a twinge eager despite that.