She did not like being this small. Noticing things she wouldn't have notice human sized, like the horrid smell of the eggs. She couldn't have been happier to be rid of the eggs. Eyes returning to where the eggs had sat, she picked up the parchment that had once been hidden.

Hm. Picked at full moon's light. That had to be fluxweed. She carefully levitates the ingredient into the cauldron.