"Yeah, I wish ya ta slip it in his coffee. It's damn near the only the man's gonna drink and won't tell this is in there." Cid crossed his arms and kept the bottle for now. He respected that, while they weren't on the best terms what so ever, the doctor still listened. Even if he didn't care that Vincent liked coffee. "If ya put this in the mug before ya pour the coffee, it'll dissolve before ya fill the cup. It's a liquid pill. The skin breaks down in heat and the drug gets nice an' even in the coffee."

He sighed, dropping his head and scratching at it before he talked again. "He's freaked out as it is, doc. He ain't gonna roll over fer ya just 'cuz ya say so or 'cuz it's good for 'em, he's gonna fight it. And he's gonna fight like hell, I think ya already know that from before." He paused, letting the silence sink in for the man so Cid could get his point across. "I don't wanna do this to 'im, but if it makes him calm down and get what needs ta be done done... then I'm all for it. He don't need ta freak out on the last second and kill all 'a us." He wasn't sure if that was an exaggeration right now, but he didn't want to find out.