If Ippo was hoping to lose Aidou’s interest, then he was going about it the completely wrong way.

Aidou pinned the boy with a thoughtful look, eyes narrowed. "That once?" he repeated. "It’s already happened to you?" Well, that just didn’t make any sense under the current circumstances. Still, it was clear that the topic had had a sincere affect on the human; his fear was practically sloughing off of him like a second skin. If he wasn’t sick but he’d been involved in Landel’s demented experimentation, then…

After a moment of mentally retracing the time that he’d known Ippo, he had an idea. "Ah. Was this about a week ago? The drugs they tried to convince people to take?"