Noble shrugged; he was sure enough on this that it wasn’t even worth taking the bait of Ford’s confusion. He didn’t usually make pain potions — most of his non-Hospital clientele were in the market of love potions and other bullshit, and most of what he made for hospital employees was in the realm of antidotes et cetera — but he was confident anyways.
“Is there anything what?” Noble asked, raising an eyebrow at Ford.
“Is there anything what?” Noble asked, raising an eyebrow at Ford.
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