One of the other things Five was surprised not to see on that kit was the thread to suture wounds. And then he remembered that not everyone got shot at or suffered murder attempts on a daily basis.

"Ah..." Now, those pills really sounded like a Gdsend and they distracted him from their previous conversation.

It was sweet of Klaus to care and he had no idea how to react to such thing. God, he will be happy if the stomach cramps he's been getting all day turn into something more manageable. After another 'thanks' an a gulp of water, the new pill was gone and Five eyed the door with something like dreadful resignation.

"I'll go to the kitchen to grab some toast then. It's better if I don't jump." He's too sick and who knows where he can end, he doesn't want to risk it.