Gemini's warnings didn't really filtered into Shail's brain. He heard them and recognized the warning, but still couldn't stop himself. His starved body won out over his mind this time. For a while now, logic stopped dictating his movements. Taking the refilled cup, he finished it off not much slower than before. The effort left the rest of his energy exhausted and he dropped back into the bed, starting to drift off. "I'm glad it was you..." he murmured, not aware of the words slipping out his mouth. The last thing he felt was the coolness of cloth against his head and Gemini's amber eyes on him.