[While he's in there, she crushes a few sedatives against the back of a spoon, tips the resulting rough white powder into the cup alongside the coffee grains and pours the boiling water over it, stirring mechanically until the floating crumbs of white residue have dissolved completely.
It takes a little less time to do than it takes him to dry off and change and she spends that time staring at the cup, and it occurs to her that maybe she'd be better off drinking it herself. What's in there constitutes a (nonlethal, but likely hazardous) overdose and maybe it'd just be better all round if she spent the rest of this outing unconscious.
But why would that make it stop? Surely by locking herself into her own mind she'd only be making it worse. She makes herself a cup of tea she doesn't plan to drink, and when Erik reemerges she holds out the coffee to him.]
Here. It's the foulest instant I've ever tried, but it's warm and there's caffeine.
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It takes a little less time to do than it takes him to dry off and change and she spends that time staring at the cup, and it occurs to her that maybe she'd be better off drinking it herself. What's in there constitutes a (nonlethal, but likely hazardous) overdose and maybe it'd just be better all round if she spent the rest of this outing unconscious.
But why would that make it stop? Surely by locking herself into her own mind she'd only be making it worse. She makes herself a cup of tea she doesn't plan to drink, and when Erik reemerges she holds out the coffee to him.]
Here. It's the foulest instant I've ever tried, but it's warm and there's caffeine.