"Does it help plead my case?" He gave her a sad face, running a few fingers against an itchy nose before that huge sneeze. This trumped any achyness he felt with Zoe because it at least gave him a high. This was just pure power drain. "He waved her off, tugging at her arm to come back to the couch, but she pried him from his comfortable spot.
"You should have a shitload of something from when you got shot." He'd brought in everything from vagasil to tweezers.