"Nice thought," He grimaced at the thought of being forced into a profession: his parents had never cared what he did so long as he had enough to live on. Of course his parents didn't know the half of it, especially the being gay bit. "I wouldn't want to read a gazillion pages full stop. I'd literally be reading for the rest of my life."
"And I appreciate it," Dale looked at Patrick. "I really do- Hex me? I'm pretty sure you can still tell me to fuck off or push me off. I might be stronger but you're pretty much all muscle."
"Oh I never thought you were just pretty. I still think you're too pretty to be interested in boring science however," he said, grinning. "I suppose. I don't really know what's best, experiments and antidotes and anything to do with that isn't my forte. I just thought it might be easier for you."