Fucking hell, Jay, were you always so stupid? It's a genuine thought from David in his panic.

"Do it," he whispered to his boyfriend. The spell would help, and they needed to get somewhere that David could treat Jay. And hopefully force these potions down his throat.

"Please," he added, because no reason not to be polite. Okay, a lot of reasons, but most of those are being turned on Jay.

"Nimrod, Jay. That's how he's getting his future knowledge. And Nimrod will have him kill Laurie and Sooraya and Max. And more than seventy more of our classmates. So please, don't idolize that bigot. His word means nothing."