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“Does it taste okay?”
Stahl doesn’t respond for a while. The cold remedy is wobbling ominously in his mouth. It tastes like…
“It tastes like I scraped something off a rock and set it on fire. It’s okay. You can spit it out.”
He does so with relief. “I’m not really sure how you managed that? It should taste like ginger…”
“Ginger.” She leans back contemplatively. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have used Thunder to cook it.”
Stahl’s face visibly drops. “Uh… You electrocuted the medicine?”
“Yes? Was that bad?” Her confusion is comical.
“Sweetie, it’s a cold remedy, not a Risen.”