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Re: jumping ahead a little

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[ The mention of medical journals makes him blink before he shakes his head a little and ducks it sheepishly. ]

Ahh, an interesting thought, obviously, as you've noted, but I'm afraid ethically unsound. I was made to be very firmly aware of the care and concern I ought to take with the security of each patient's medical history here, as well as how much control they ought to have of their own records, and as such the matter is more difficult than feasible. These are, um, personal, actually. A-and some creative endeavors I haven't attempted for a time.

[ He looks surprised at the treat offered to him, frowning at it softly before yes, he'll take it and try it; it is, at least, more familiar than the experiments that Neal has been testing on them and Jedao strikes him as a smart enough individual that he wouldn't just hand him a regular lolly and expect him to be fine.

He will unwrap it and, after a moment, pop it into his mouth. ]

[deuceoftears]

[It is a perfectly normal hard candy sweet. But they're in Zero, which negates all powers and exotics to a human baseline. He isn't sure if vampiric appetites quite count for that - hence testing with something small first - but it works to eliminate whatever weird part of his alien physiology needs but can't stand human food, and that's not a useful power at all, so - he hopes.

Jedao suspects the most likely outcome is that Reid can eat and enjoy human food down here in Zero, but as soon as he leaves will derive no nutrition or sustenance from it, and still require blood. If he's right, Hakkai is waiting with a pot of boeuf bourguignon not one floor away. And if he's wrong, at least Jedao didn't get Reid's hopes up.

Jedao resists the urge to bounce anxiously on the balls of his feet, hope knotting in his stomach.]

So? How is it?