Samuel walks with you to the kitchen. He was preparing to cook himself some pan fried fish when you asked for pain killers. It made him laugh. Up until that moment he had thought of you as a cyborg out to kill him. And he just realized, "huh... They're human too."

Samuel chuckles softly and knods. "Yeah actualy. We have ibuprofen and my father is a morphine addict. We have lots of that too. Which do you think you need?" Samuel though about the stores of alcohol in the cabinets and cellar. Those would work pretty well for his own pain which he hadnt even thought to tend to yet.