While Faolan has used and even possessed injectable painkillers in the past, he doesn't own a complete pharmacy and as such, isn't about to go sharing his used syringes with Lancelot. No matter how much he might want him to feel better. Faolan knows better than that at least.

"I can do water," he responds, fetching the right bottle from inside his medicine cabinet, squinting at it to make sure that he has the right one before padding back into the main room where the other man is waiting for him. He moves to cross the room to fetch Lancelot a water bottle from the fridge and hands it to the other man. "Here," he says, and opens the medicine to tap two pills out which he hands to Lancelot as well.

"See if you need more after that," he says, slipping the bottle into his pocket as he does. "I'll have it with me just in case you do." And he will be controlling it so that Lancelot doesn't accidentally overdose himself at first for that matter as well.