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Despite what most would say, Eiji considered himself to be rather transparent when it came to likes and dislikes. Especially when it came to his ambitions and Professor Noble had been dealing with him and alchemy since he was 11-years-old. And Eiji, when he wanted something, was persistent. So it was no wonder that the Potions Master knew just how to lull his undivided attention and put a bit of burn paste on his Slytherin emo.
"I'll stop by after class, professor," he replied without missing a beat nor needing any time to think about it.
Then class began, and Eiji was pulling at straws trying to associate the topic with dissection and collection. In some ways, a soothing solution made perfect sense for it all...but that also implied some inhumane means and Eiji knew Professor Noble to be above that - as was himself.
Ironically, this was a topic best suited for his little sister who he was sure was rambling off flowers and scents somewhere in the classroom while he instead set his gaze down to his parchment and began listing herbs for relaxation on it. But this was Potions class and it was almost impossible for him NOT to speak up - even when he felt crestfallen - so his hand went up and h offered a herb most familiar to him because of his mum's useage of it on the dragon reservation.
"Schisandra, professor. Stewing the berries for a tea or consuming whole dried ones tends to be my mum's favored methods."
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