It isn't a no, which means it's practically a yes. Not now, later. Fine. He's got time - he's got nothing but time now, apparently. He shivers at the feeling of fire on his skin. Memory or drugs? Not sure.

"Bummer, I got the best you'll ever have." He tips his head, meeting Victor's gaze. "I mean it. Whatever you want, I can get it. Just tell me what you want it to do."

Making up drugs is one of his favorite things. Kavinsky finishes his drink and sets the empty glass aside before he stands up straight again.