There was a long silence while Nick tried to focus enough to seriously consider an answer to that question.

"You're a doctor. Goes without saying you don't get my blood in you," he noted, careful to pronounce every word clearly, as though his drugged mumbling would somehow make what he was saying any less credible. "One ground rule. Just one. My shades stay on. I pass out or something and they skew, don't look me in the eye. Just don't look me in the goddamn eye."