Iain wasn't convinced, and it probably showed on his face. And he knew what withdrawal looked like, he'd seen it time and time again. The shaking, the sweating, the aches-Lachlan was the embodiment of that right now.
"You look like someone going through withdrawal," he said gently. "You're burning up, your focus isn't great, you look sick. You know I love you, I'll never stop. And we can get you some help again, if we have to. You know no one will mind."