Herbert didn't really care about money much either. His job paid well. He would find a way to get payment but in a different way. Probably in blood or bodies. Herbert wasn't even as old as John but he doesnt sleep enough for the things he does. The Reagent is more than half the reason he is still alive. He lived off his own formula.

"I don't intend to sell it. Once it is complete if it does what it should do, it should be free to the masses. If I merely wanted to be rich I would just release it as is and give the world something better than energy drinks. The problem is, at its current state it is highly addictive, it does all I say besides what it was supposed to." He explained as he stitched. "Alas most medication started with other purposes." He replied as he pushed up once a row was done. "Stay awake." He sat the gun on the table as it was awkward, pulled off his gloves and went to get the blood and a set up to get John refilling. Returning a moment to get a vein.