"I want to help," Theodore said. "I want -- what I'd really like to do is find a cure for the potion that doesn't involve what just happened to you and Zach, but as it's not strictly a medical condition..." He sighed. "But we should find out what sort of resistance there is."
That was the word his father had used, resistance. It had been the option his father had strongly advised against, but he had to have known there was a good chance it was what Theodore would choose. "Yes. I'll need your help with that."