[Cain rouses, raising his head and weakly lifting himself to sit back fully, but very wobbly. Metabolizing large quantities of drugs was no problem for his system. He would survive, just this backlog was new for him]
I am fine. I am just fine. We do not need your assistance, this is a family matter, and Brother was just trying to help me out.
[At this dosage, Delmetor had a pretty bad effect on his motor skills and whatever in the brain helps you not be pedantic. He clutched his head, trying to will himself to get less high]
He knows best. He is my oldest brother, after all.