Alex shrugs, then reaches for a capped jar, sloshing the murky liquid inside. "You'll be fine, babe. Just need to get through a couple of days, and then you should be able to start getting back to your regular self. Need you to sit up, though. Need help?"

At the kid's affirmative, Alex swings an arm around his shoulders, slowly rising him to a sitting position. He lets Neil work on stabilizing, then offers him the jar in his hands, uncapped. "This is going to be the worst thing you ever drank, but drink it all down, got it?"