"Sounds like a plan." Feuilly grins. "Anything I can grab for you while I'm up there?" And don't worry. He's seen a lot of things in the past that haven't been exactly druggings but weren't good either. Thankfully, they haven't happened to him, personally.

And sure, he has a passion for that sort of thing, but he's not going to go crazy screaming about it either. Fusses are all well and good, but that kind of fuss needs a little more than what he could register on his own.

There's a beat then, and then, he's smiling a bit more sympathetically.

"You okay and all?" You seem...worried"