I'm gonna ask Pesti, since I think they're the next one that would be takin' care of it? At least from what Famine said from when we first met the bunch.

[ he taps the pestle against the edge of the mortar to get any excess off of it, before going to pour it carefully into the mason jar. it's getting about half full, now. ]

... somebody saved my life, once, with medicine. I'll keep payin' that forward until the day I die, even in this place.