Abstinence! It sounded so much simpler than searching for a man’s soul from the bottom up.

Better yet: it asked of absolutely nothing different from Zechariah, aside to convince himself it was intentional!

He was too busy basking in this entirely new realization that he had not had since university to pick up on Dr. Wells’ offense.

“Thank you, Doctor,” he said sincerely. “How much do I owe you?”

Hashem above, he got out of this without so much as a weird tonic!