I can give you very small doses, wean you off the stuff slowly. Sadly, I lack the materials to synthesize a cure, so we take whatever small mercies we have and do our best with them.
CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net MESSAGE:You're in luck. I happen to have salvaged some before we departed Rapture. It's been surprisingly less in demand here on the ship.
CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net MESSAGE:Well, I already owe you a favor. And given the way things are shaping up, it might be time to cash it in. Gives some finality to it all, I think.
[Clever bastard that he is. He doesn't even know if it's going to work.]
CONTACT: alayne.stone@compass.net MESSAGE:I know how much one of your favors is worth, Mr. Gold. I'm not sure you've enough EVE to make it worth the trade.
Indeed. Aside from waiting around for COMPASS to make their move, there isn't really much else one can do when all the scavenging's been done. I'll be glad of the distraction.
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