He sighed and rolled his eyes, getting him to the bathroom. Before getting him situated he kissed him softly. "You...I swear to god I'm half tempted to kick the shit out of you. And I can right now." He laid him down, giving him a stern look. "You aren't in any condition to stop me...but fine, tylenol. If it starts hurting too bad though and you just try to grit through it..." He trailed off before heading out of the bathroom to get everything.

"Lets just put it this way!" He called out from the main room. "After you come to from passing out, I will knock the hell out of you. Tylenol or no you've never had silver poisoning and I doubt you've ever had to do something like this before. Stop trying to be a fucking tough guy."

He slowly brought everything back in, setting it all down so he wouldn't have to scramble around for anything.