"An antidote?" Rosalie echoed, more surprised than she ought to have been that Mr. Greengrass would be brewing something usually reserved for hospitals. She considered inquiring further on their short walk to the workshop, especially as some antidotes were notoriously delicate to brew without multiple people attending to them. However, by the time a thought out question came to mind they were already walking through the threshold.
"Thank you," she murmured as she passed him. The last time Rosalie was here she couldn't help but look around the space with a sense of awe. This time, she was more interested in watching him. "I meant to write after my last visit - the potions I bought were incredibly helpful in my research." She said while waiting for him to head towards either the antidote or the mug wine.
"Thank you," she murmured as she passed him. The last time Rosalie was here she couldn't help but look around the space with a sense of awe. This time, she was more interested in watching him. "I meant to write after my last visit - the potions I bought were incredibly helpful in my research." She said while waiting for him to head towards either the antidote or the mug wine.
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