"The sucrose would produce a mild euphoric effect, and my judgment would be impaired. Afterward, I would experience a variety of mild pathologies as my body attempted to rid itself of the toxin."
"That's the most depressing thing I've ever heard."
"... Every time I see that thing I'm going to think of you." he slowly rolled over, to settle himself in for sleep. "In fact, I might need to keep it out of sight, or else I'll end up having a coronary."
"I will not allow that to happen. You heart is not yours to damage. It belongs to me."
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