He put a hand to his chin, as if considering it. A fist came from the right, gently knocking against her chin. "I doubt saying you looked like Jesus would be a good idea."
Moving to lean against the counter, he looked at her. No, there weren't any laws that said anything about making antibiotics as far as he knew. "Don't abuse your powers," he said finally. He didn't like it any case. "More than one person has gotten in trouble with cough syrup." There'd been a case, just after he'd been promoted. A young boy had O.D. on it and his home life had been suspicious. Things like that, you didn't forget.
Grimacing and taking another sip, Luther said, "Just be careful."