What are you--I heard you telling Sylar, at the aquarium. That my being there probably would help protect him from getting lobotomized. That...you hadn't see the professor turn on me. [The tablet clacks as it falls against the floor while Kid shifts. Admitting he'd been eavesdropping, even unintentionally, wasn't pleasant.] So if I were there, then...it would be okay. But it wasn't. ...I...I'm s-sorry.

[He's silent, a long few moments, breathing carefully--occasionally Watson might hear a murmured number between one and eight.]

I have been taking the cough medicine. Sometimes. Not every night. With Claire, it was easier, because someone else was with me and so it was all right if I was a bit sleepy. Traveling alone, I'm not as comfortable. You...you have seen how sleepy it makes me. [After all, Watson had seen that the overdose left him effectively unconscious; a regular dose was enough that his reactions were slowed and he was incredibly groggy. Of course he'd worry.

Something crinkles, though. Kid is going to do at least one thing he's been instructed to do. His words are a bit muffled as he chews. He'd like everyone to shut up about how he doesn't eat.] I take the ibuprofen once in the morning, and once at nighttime, like everyone's told me.