Daisy nodded, crossing her arms and letting him ramble on. It was far better, to let him ramble on until he tired himself out than to bully him into doing what she wanted him to do. "I think you'd be a better service to yourself and to everyone if you worked on the proper antidote with a clear head and a full stomach."
She turned back to look at the meager options in the kitchen. "Did you want to take a shower or something? I could probably come up with something for you to eat in the mean time." And she would not think about him in the shower. Alone. Naked and wet. He was a sick man and that would be taken advantage.