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Oh, yikes. That wasn't very promising for the drugs he just gave Zion then. It almost sounded like he would need to take an entire pack for it to have any kind of effect, which just wasn't sustainable. "I mean, I guess it'd be nice to have a number if we need to prescribe you anything in the future. But for now, try what I originally said and see how the recommended dose works for you, then raise it up if it doesn't do anything."

Zion nodded slightly, moving to stand again. "Okay. Thank you." He said softly, pocketing the bottle. Then he moved to give Ryder a hug. "I appreciate it." He murmured softy, stepping away after a moment. "I think I'm gonna go take a shower and chill out." He said glancing up towards Ryder. "I'll see you later?"

"A lot. Uhm... I haven't actually counted before, just it's a lot. It's why even though you guys have seen me drink, you haven't seen me drunk." Zion replied, looking back up towards his friend. "Though I usually drink bourbon if that's any indication. Errr....Could always count how much sometime." He shrugged.

Oh, yikes. That wasn't very promising for the drugs he just gave Zion then. It almost sounded like he would need to take an entire pack for it to have any kind of effect, which just wasn't sustainable. "I mean, I guess it'd be nice to have a number if we need to prescribe you anything in the future. But for now, try what I originally said and see how the recommended dose works for you, then raise it up if it doesn't do anything."

"Okay." Zion murmured, looking over the packing. Considering how long it took him to feel the affects of alcohol, Ryder was probably right. "Mmm.. Yeah I'll do what you say, though you might be right. It takes me a lot to feel the affects of alcohol so might need to up the dose. But I'm gonna follow your orders on it first." He said in agreement quietly. "Thank you." He added, he hoped they'd work. It'd be nice to be able to comfortably be able to sleep sometimes even if it wasn't fool proof. "I appreciate it."

"Of course," Ryder said with reassuring smile, hoping it helped him, because he couldn't go on with having nightmares every night. Actually, his alcohol tolerance might help Ryder figure out what dose he should take. "Um, how much do you usually need to drink to feel something? Like liquor, not beer." It was an odd medical question, but Ryder had to start somewhere when it came to Zion. He had almost nothing to go off of.

Zion stayed quiet for a moment as he let what Ryder said settle a bit more. Could a person really be enough to make him feel safe? Maybe, though that was a weird thought to wrangle with. "Yeah...Maybe..." He finally said as he followed Ryder over and chose to sit in the chair. Squinting his eyes a bit to compensate for the brightness of medbay, he looked up at what Ryder was holding, nodding slightly...then internally cringing shaking his head. "I don't think therapy will help." He said somewhat flatly, what good would talking about his past with a therapist do him? It's not like it would reverse the years of trauma. He'd already mostly made his peace with it anyhow, he just suffered nightmares. Nothing he couldn't really handle being as he's already handled them for so long now.

Ryder wasn't going to push Zion to go to therapy if he didn't want to. It would hypocritical as someone who never went himself, even though he could probably use it. "Okay," he murmured, smiling at Zion weakly. "Let's see if any of these meds help then. The directions are on the packaging. Um...I'm not sure if they'll work the same for you, because of your body chemistry. You might need to up the dose on some of these, but I would try the advised dose first. Don't take more unless you aren't feeling any drowsy side effects." Ryder didn't like that he couldn't give Zion definitive medical advice, but his species was kind of a mystery.