 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The Snakette hadn’t decided if those things in the jars were actually peppers. Somehow she doubted that they were though. Oh well. I’ll find out soon enough, she mused, watching Heath approach her direction. Without realising it, her lips had curled up into a small smile. “Hi, you.’’ She watched him for a bit longer, tilting her head as she watched him slouch in his seat. “Are you hiding from someone?’’ she asked curiously. It hadn’t occurred to her that the Healer was related to Heath, much less that the woman was his mother.
Claudine picked up her quill, ready to make notes as the Healer lady began. Too warm of a room? She felt that the room was at the perfect temperature. This was why her hands remained down. With regard to the question about the common cold, there was definitely an answer she wanted to provide. It made her glance at the things in the jars again. “There’s the Pepper up potion,’’ Claudine volunteered when she was called on. This time, a hand was up.
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