"Stop trying to find a solution for everything, you're turning into McKay." he said, though grinned.

Well, either the residual enzyme in his system was taking awhile to burn off, or his theory was wrong. He settled deeper into the pillows and blankets before picking up the Count of Monte Cristo on the nightstand. Today would be a stay in bed and relax day. While he didn't much like being inactive, it was best to conserve what little energy he'd gained in the precious hours of rest he'd gotten.