Rhyderi growled gently. “Can we just talk about something else. We have already established that I do not have good dress sense. No need to keep beating it in.” He stopped outside. “Lead the way.
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Kalysto watched Jenna work, looking fascinated. He stood back while she did her thing, not wanting to get in the way or break her concentration. He took a seat nearby and continued to watch with a keen eye, silent at least until the vial was made.
“How many of these are we going to need? One? Two?”