"I'll see what I can do," she offered graciously. She might scoff at Datura and roll her eyes, but at the end of the day there weren't many non synthetic Drugs left. And it was family. Her little Vicodin was right. No one fucked with family.
"And you won't be alone long. Others will come." She chuckled then, "darling how do you think I got you? Medical professionals always believe you when you tell them it'll be better in the long run, or with less side effects. Don't worry little bug, at the end of the day you'll have them on their knees."
"You're so good to me little bug. And I'll fix that right away. The war is just causing so much unnecessary fuss. Then again, soldiers love their fix. It balances out. For every field they burn, another one grows. And they're rooting out the silly fundamentalists who wanted to cut into my profits." She rolled her eyes, "like that has ever worked. And I know a few who I can lean on. I ought to check up on some old friends too."
She patted her lap, "come here little bug and tell me what I've missed besides someone making a grave mistake with messing with family. Are you seeing anyone I need to threaten to treat you right?"