Here, here. [ a sword after his own heart. but he returns to the practiced motions, wrist twisting, muscles working, focus downwards until the paste-like substance is a soft yellow green. ]

Mmhm. Before... Death took me to the garden, and let me take some herbs for medicines. Used some for Tot, Vin, and now Karlach, and... I just feel like we're gonna need a lot of it.

Rather be better safe than sorry, if somethin' else winds up happenin' after this.