He kept that one in mind. He'd need to ask Sam if he had ever heard of the treatment before. If he could use it, he imagined that it would help a lot.

"Th-that is a lot," he mused. Liquid people... His stomach flipped as he thought of Duuv and forced his mind to keep moving past that. "I-it sounds... i-incredible. D-did y-you ever m-meet a r-race that lived o-off of o-other people's e-emotions?" If she did, and these databases contained information on them, then maybe just maybe Sam would be able to make a supplement for him. Maybe even a substitute.