Iain remembered this. And remembered being on the other side. You couldn't reason with addicts, there was a reason it was classified as a mental illness. He and Stephen could sit there and reassure Lachlan all they wanted, he wouldn't believe them until he believed it himself.
"Lachlan, don't get me wrong, I love that Ciaran has made you feel better about yourself," Iain told him. "I can't hate him for that, and it's obvious he cares about you. But the physical toll it's taking on you, even right now...that's not good for you. Withdrawal wrecks you, we both know that. There has to be some way for him to...I don't know, not affect you as much. Maybe?"