"...are you stupid? E-even a toddler knows not to drink from strangers!"
Selene's mudded breath spit black blood on the soil and bubbled shades, as she pointed at the 'obviously-not-suspicious-mysterious-person', it would seem Demond's manga collection has taught her well in the most unexpected ways that would have Alice groaned in tiredness.
Coriel's smile twitched, her scientist arrogance weirdly hurt as if she was compared to a generic dark-power vendor, before she merely explained. "You should know. This potion is from your mother's blood. Close your eyes, and you should feel her mana coiling in the vial."
The young Druid blinked, scowled, then blinked again, then scowled again. "Really?"
It seemed the subject was hesitant, so Coriel tilted her head, the smile now cracking with a hint of irritation. "Do you need me to prove it for you?"
