"I made a tweak before the big day, I added a chemical that is similar in it's make up to benzodiazepine and that can cause generalized tonic-clonic seizure when in too high concentrate." Jonathan was scribbling formulas now as he spoke, just trying to run through what he knew and what Edward was likely taking. "You have fluoxetine? That's pretty good for combatting so -- yes, yes, that's what I should add. Lower the lorazepam too."

He added a few extra lines to his formula, lessening the benzo and upping the fluoxetine. He frowned a little and then looked up at Edward.

"Don't think I don't know that you want the paper and the pencil." He knew that was the cause of flattery and interest, instead of total dismissal. "I'll save you the back of the paper but I probably have to slip the pencil back before it gets found to be missing. Once they know, I'm in deep shit, son."