I just went to see certain places on board. What I took won't affect you. [Crane hissed to Eddie, hopefully in a low enough voice that Sveta wouldn't be able to pick up on it. What he really wanted right now was to be injected with whatever was in that syringe as soon as possible. The closer he was to passing out, the better. From an emotional angle, anyway.] I would really like some drugs, preferably now.