Sally paused in the act of tipping the contents of the vial into his mouth, the neck of it resting on his lip as he regarded Moretti with suspicious eyes. WHY did she seem so eager for him to drink it?

Maybe...

Maybe... it was actually... a love potion, and she just wanted to make him fall in love with her, then she'd coerce him into marrying her so she could have his name and riches!

Perhaps he needed to take this, if it were really a calming draught.

He swallowed the tincture and... nothing. He sat there, staring owlishly at the Healer for a few moments... and smiled.