Yes. [Her voice is hushed, almost as if she fears the sound of it could disturb that delicate dance of gold and scarlet.] It's beautiful.
[Almost as much as the feelings of warmth Vision sends her. This will definitely be something to explore further but for now...for now she recalls the same memory that he does: the warmth of her bed and Vision beside her, the sounds of rain on the roof and the crackle of the fire, the soft glow of his mind keeping her nightmares at bay. This memory isn't tainted by loss or loneliness like all the others she usually conjures and she's sure the end result will be even better for whoever buys this batch.
She draws the sigil for 'comfort' and pushes their power into the potion. It shimmers, dispersing through the liquid and the color slowly shifts to a light lavender. Unlike the medicine, the potion has an odd sparkling quality to it as if it was full of tiny diamonds.]
Perfect. [She waves her fingers at the cauldron and the fire goes out.] It should make a few bottles, maybe more than usual. What we did made it stronger.
[And if she rushes through the bottling process a little more than usual, who can blame her? After everything...she needs to be in Vision's arms again. That sweet moment by the well had been lovely, but it wasn't nearly enough to soothe months of loneliness.
Really, it's a remarkable act of restraint that she only takes his hands instead of throwing her arms around him once she's done.]
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[Almost as much as the feelings of warmth Vision sends her. This will definitely be something to explore further but for now...for now she recalls the same memory that he does: the warmth of her bed and Vision beside her, the sounds of rain on the roof and the crackle of the fire, the soft glow of his mind keeping her nightmares at bay. This memory isn't tainted by loss or loneliness like all the others she usually conjures and she's sure the end result will be even better for whoever buys this batch.
She draws the sigil for 'comfort' and pushes their power into the potion. It shimmers, dispersing through the liquid and the color slowly shifts to a light lavender. Unlike the medicine, the potion has an odd sparkling quality to it as if it was full of tiny diamonds.]
Perfect. [She waves her fingers at the cauldron and the fire goes out.] It should make a few bottles, maybe more than usual. What we did made it stronger.
[And if she rushes through the bottling process a little more than usual, who can blame her? After everything...she needs to be in Vision's arms again. That sweet moment by the well had been lovely, but it wasn't nearly enough to soothe months of loneliness.
Really, it's a remarkable act of restraint that she only takes his hands instead of throwing her arms around him once she's done.]
What do you want to do now?