"It'll kill you." He stares at the back of Jay's head in outraged disbelief, almost too startled to follow. Almost. "Haven't you seen the warnings? There's - tumors. It's addictive."

He crawls after, elbows and knees jammed at an awkward angle in the narrow space, the metal clunking beneath him with every movement.

"You keep it up, that'll be you getting hounded by a Big Daddy 'cause the ADAM was just too good to resist," he snaps in vicious undertone.