"As long as you're not wandering into the morgue, knock yourself out."

Brian downs the pill with no apparent offense taken, swallows, and shrugs the fuck out.

"Not that my permission means much," he continues when his throat is once again at his disposal, voice slightly wry. "Either way, you've got a lot of ground to cover... but this is probably the point where I tell you something doesn't take all that kindly to people straying off the beaten path. Unless you've already gotten that memo."