Lafay was asking her to THINK? Everybody knew Macy hated thinking. She was no good at it. Especially way down here in the dungeons. Not having access to light made her brain shrink.

EURGH. Well. She'd give it a go anyways, she supposed.

"Erm, daisy roots," she said questionably. Those had to be out on the grounds somewhere. I mean, really, how hard could it be to find a daisy. "And those are used in... shrinking solutions." She thought. Yes. No. Maybe. Yes? UGH. This was why she hated thinking.