There's a smirk at that. Mysterious backstories indeed.

"You can?"

There's a halt to his voice, he's still--and would continue to be entirely regretful of his massive bender he went on, which guaranteed a rather lousy upcoming week or so as his body withdrew from the plethora of substances he'd taken. Somethings he didn't even know what they were. Clearing toxins out wouldn't necessarily cure the withdrawal but it would help it along, and pain management was quite welcome without drugs. His ribs were still aching, despite Steven's healing, plus he had been thrown into a wall, punched, and so forth. And he had a great headache.

"If you can, that would be quite helpful. And welcome."