[He pulls his legs back up onto the bookcase, and settles in an attempt to get more comfortable, but gives her a dubious look at her... warning.]
...Why would I throw it up?
[Just what kind of herbal remedy was this, that it had some chance to help and another to make you ill. It sounded more like poison to him. Not that he thinks she'd poison him... on purpose.]
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...Why would I throw it up?
[Just what kind of herbal remedy was this, that it had some chance to help and another to make you ill. It sounded more like poison to him. Not that he thinks she'd poison him... on purpose.]