[Lee is less optimistic but doesn't say more on the subject for the moment, turning his attention to the pill bottles. He picks on up, then another, so on and so forth, humming lowly to himself.]

You made good selections.

[At last he gathers together a selection of pills on the surface of the table, sorting two into the 'take after food' category, and proceeding to swallow another.]

Though I hope none of this was stock that was running low. We should save what we can.