It might have been a little concerning that a healer was suppressing such a large smile while his patient was suffering through having to drink a potion; except this was Gus, so Derek wasn’t too ashamed at his lack of ability to not grin at Gus’ reaction. “I suppose I should given how much I’ve gotten that response to the potion, but no I usually just have a lot of sympathy,” He responded, tilting his head and attempting to search his body for any such reaction.

As his friend tipped sideways, Derek quickly shot his hand out to steady him. Wouldn’t do him much good if he fell on his face. Not after having this kind of reaction. Judging by the whirring above his head, Derek guessed that Gus was extremely uncomfortable, and it looked like his body temperature was about to rise even further.

“You swear you only looked at it?” He echoed, his eyes narrowing. “Which means you did the exact opposite, didn’t you?”

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