Q rather doubts that but he appreciates the sentiment. "And if anything is left, it can be dealt with properly." He gives Sirius a significant look.
"Now that I can relate to," Q tells him. "Even though it damages the host, the the monster wants dominance." He scratches his nose. "I hadn't realised how similar the two were."
Q heavily squashes his urge to gush. "If you'd like, I can recommend one or two." Or three or a dozen...
"I quite understand," he nods. "Might be bad for business." Though of course, he's disappointed.
"With Severus, you never know," he says. "He always seems to have what you'd least expect him to. Though I hope I won't need much. I've read about peyote hallucinations. It's a bit nervous making to tell the truth." Q nods and smiles. "Yes, but under the circumstances, I'd rather trust Severus' supplies."