"Yes baking flour," Varius blinked, "What did you think I was talking about?" Varius' faith was slowly decreasing in Celandine's ability to make his plan work... he had to trust her though, they had come this far and Varius couldn't be bothered going all the way back up to the owlery to ask someone else to help him.

"Well, I need quite a lot so I can cover my whole body," he felt strangely alone now that he was aware Cela had no idea what he had been meaning this entire time.