[He doesn't even have the coherence to really register what Crow is giving him, and he's just going to struggle against the ropes holding him for another five minutes before it starts to kick in and he goes... Still. Quietly panting.

At least the pain and hallucinations are subsiding but the pleasure is, uh... Actually... Different at a dose like this.

Anyway his skin is flushed but he's not in pain anymore so that's good. It's just the way he's panting is shifting from pained exertion to something a little more, well, suggestive of illicit sorts of pleasure.]