Noble’s eye twitched involuntarily as Ford plucked a vial off the shelf. It was less about his current irritation and more about a carefully-ordained organizational system — he didn’t really want people touching these things.
“Wait, um,” Noble said; he stepped out from behind the simmering cauldron to come behind his brother, “Point them out to me and I’ll set them down here. It’s — I have an alphabetical system.” He didn’t want to have to justify interrupting, but felt like he had to — what if Ford thought that one of the ingredients was volatile and they were back in that same fight?
“Wait, um,” Noble said; he stepped out from behind the simmering cauldron to come behind his brother, “Point them out to me and I’ll set them down here. It’s — I have an alphabetical system.” He didn’t want to have to justify interrupting, but felt like he had to — what if Ford thought that one of the ingredients was volatile and they were back in that same fight?
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