"He no longer believes the island is a hallucination. And I believe that is why he needs the Vicodin. I believe the Morphine may be for the hospital. Or someone else." Laura had to hope that he wouldn't mix the two drugs. That could be disastrous.
Sitting forward a bit she shifted so that she was looking at him. "I do not believe he has the same pain management as you or I." Of course she could have been naive about a man that was swiftly becoming a rather dear friend.
"I am unsure how else to help him." The need to do so was obvious in her tone.