You're still worth protecting even if you don't need it, you know.

[ Almost chiding, his frown deepens at her revelation. There should be a handful of killjoys and Company agents with the cure to disseminate, but it's still not enough.

Lavi supposes it's as good a way to show her how to use it.

Rifling through his numerous pockets, he produces one of the pill bottles holding that miracle drug. Small neon green discs are held within the bottle's clear walls, roughly thirty in all.

They taste awful, but the rush to get the cure out superseded the need to make it any flavor not green death. Lavi passes the bottle to her. ]

Should be thirty nanotabs in there. Just one will do the trick. You're not gonna like it.