Her agreeing was good. It gave him a little bit more confidence in his plan, which was good. He'd been trying to look and sound confident already, but if Melody thought this would work he could actually hold himself up a little straighter as he went about it. His brain was already starting to figure out how he would manage it — most of his experience buying potion was under-the-table, from vendors who were a little off the beaten path, and that didn't sound like the right answer here, so he'd need to figure out where normal people went to get these things. Did the apothecary sell potions, or only ingredients? If they sold potions, were they any good? He wanted something that would actually work, obviously. He needed Melody to have faith in him, so he needed this to work.

He'd been too distracted thinking this through to register her question when she finally asked it. "Mean what?" he said, though of course as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew.