The bell on the door tinkles as it will when someone comes in, and Fever pauses a few steps in to look around. There's something soothing about being in a place called an apothecary, in seeing somewhere that looks familiar enough, but the other part of it is her eying what's been made out of curiosity.
The medicine had really helped, the other day, and if nothing else it'd be good to have some for emergencies. And she might even dare to hope something for the nightmares, though that's a longer shot. But she's in no rush, and simply inspects while she waits for someone to help.
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Date: 2024-03-20 03:28 am (UTC)The medicine had really helped, the other day, and if nothing else it'd be good to have some for emergencies. And she might even dare to hope something for the nightmares, though that's a longer shot. But she's in no rush, and simply inspects while she waits for someone to help.