"No kidding." Of course he had to use sarcasm here, because he was looking down at his best friend, his only real friend, and he was a wreck and he didn't know how to help him. Half the dose. What exactly was in that damn serum that Jonathan's father peddled around the city? He had been wondering for a while, but then it had been strangers being affected. This was different. Maybe if he could get his hands on it, he could figure out a way to help Jonathan. "You should worry about yourself. I'm fine. I know when to run."