"Fine." Jack sighed the word out. He wasn't going to argue with Jonathan on this. It would just make the doctor violent in the wrong direction. But he knew that whatever he was going to get from the prescription pad of Dr Crane wasn't going to be purple.
"Ooh. Good choice." Jack approached the chosen one as he was being escorted. Carried. Whatever. "You're such an unlucky bastard." He patted the man's cheek and watched him taken from the room.
"Four little meatsacks left over to play with. So many experiments that can be run, and so much flesh that can be ruined." He looked at the man who appeared to be Jonathan Crane but was in all rights at this point a more fun playdate. "You know what might be fun? Giving them adrenalin shots. I bet that'd make this point in their lives really fucking confusing."
He didn't know what would happen if cough syrup and adrenalin were mixed, but he wanted to see.