"What was I supposed to do?" Sinclair nearly snaps, but reels his tone back in just in time. "The kid was shaking like a leaf, looked about ready to fall over any second. He needed the boost, I couldn't have kept him here if I wanted to."

He stops, exhales.

"Please, Doc. I...found out a few things I probably ought to've left well enough alone. Some things I need to ask you about. Both of us could use your help right about now, I will make it up to you."