“It’s a mix between murtlap essence and stargrass salve. I got a little distracted while making it and well… the mix doesn’t exactly look or smell nice, but it gets the job done.” She may have added flobberworm mucus like she was making a healing potion which gave it its color… but, well, it was a mistake that Delilah didn’t really intend on making again. Potions were her forte, else she wouldn’t be in the career she was, but she learned not to try to make anything while her children were underneath her feet.

Smiling at him then, she nodded as she moved to put the lid back on the jar. “I hope so too.” Then she laughed. “I definitely will. I have a good feeling about those chomping cabbages Mr. Skeeter. Thank you for your help today.” Delilah really did appreciate it. Hopefully she’d wake up tomorrow to a garden that hadn’t been destroyed by gnomes.

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