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Kevin comes downstairs and immediately heads to the Bar for a cup - or maybe a pot - of strong coffee.

He didn't sleep all that well.

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He nods to the box.

'Any reason it's under lock and key, Kev?'

Kevin shrugs.

"It's an open area. Don't want to come looking for it if I need it and find it gone."

"What if you're not here to unlock it?"

...he's SCARED of this idea, but he has to say it.

"I'll always be here", Kevin tries to reassure him. "But I can give Charlie a spare key, if you want."

He nods, swallowing as he does and not looking at Kevin.

Kevin nods and says quietly, "I'll get it to him as soon as I can. Roll your sleeve up."

He looks around for someplace to sit.

"Kev? It's...it kinda hurts. There someplace for me to sit?"

"Out there." He nods to the main infirmary area. "On one of the beds."

He nods and finds himself one of the beds, settling back much like he does on his Evil Dentist Chair of Doom. He holds out his arm in a practiced move and flexs a little before looking to Kev, tired.

"Just, uh, just do it?"

"Sure." He takes a second to disinfect the area, this time, before he injects the counteragent.

He immediately convulses, his body wincing as a whole as the chemical counteragent burns the building madness from his blood. He shakes a moment, giving a soft gasp, before relaxing. A glance down confirms that he's clear, the snake completely green.

"Th-thanks, Kev."

Kevin's hand is on his wrist, steadying him as best he can. He's seen this before, but it's still hard to watch.

"You okay?"

He nods, shaking his head a moment later.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm good."

"No hurry to get out of here", Kevin tells him.

He looks at Kevin.

"I'm. Fine."

"...okay."

He steps back.

He shakes his head one more time.

"No, really, Kev. I-I'm used to this."

"...I know."

But he really, really doesn't like it.

He puts his hand on Kevin's shoulder and rubs gently.

"Hey, you're working on it, Kev. If anybody's gonna pull it off, it's you."

"Yeah. I'll figure something out."

That's never been in doubt.

He nods and claps his hand gently against Kevin's cheek.

"I know, Kev. I know."

And he pulls Kevin into another hug, lingering perhaps a moment too long to be cool about it.

Not cool is just fine.

Kevin hugs him back.

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