"With only rudimentary data available to draw a conclusion..." He paused as she drew back, lifting his hand to his own throat to check his pulse. "Pulse rate is completely irregular, adrenaline levels are way beyond safe limits..."

Lifting a hand, he showed her that it was trembling, with excitement or fear he couldn't be sure, but it was a direct reaction to his adrenal production. He was quivering, vibrating with emotion. By now, he ought to be destroying the block, and he wasn't

"Yeah, he's gone." he confirmed...until he realized just how Kenzi was looking at him.

"What're you thinking? Because this is a rudimentary conclusion, Kenz, I need to see if I can get access to a lab somewhere in the city to run some blood tests, find a cause for this. It could be the result of some sort of suppressant I've come in contact, or half life decay of the gamma radiation that I didn't anticipate, or..."