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[doneisdone]

Magic is, of course, out of the question. But a potion...
Teren stares at the ground for a few moments, considering. She doesn't like to show weakness, to indicate at all that she might need something from someone else, but the offer is tempting. After deliberating, she sighs. "..would you?"

[justice_is_blond]

"Yes." That she's asking for it means she needs it. Anders stretches his arms out before nodding in the direction of the city.

"Would you like to walk with me? We can go to the Gallows infirmary or my Clinic in Darktown, and I can put it together now."

[doneisdone]

She sighs. If they weren't already in the Gallows, Teren would immediately choose the infirmary in Darktown, but that's a bit of a walk and she already has so much to do here. "The one here," she grumbles, gesturing vaguely. She doesn't like it, it's full of chantry types, but so is the Gallows. She's used to it by now, or at least should be.

[justice_is_blond]

"Most of the others don't simply wander in to the room I use," he assures her as they start walking, assuming her worries are about her privacy. Teren is not someone who likes to show weaknesses, after all.

"Sometimes a few people come in hoping I'm doing something they can get me executed for, but that's always been when I'm alone." The easier to try to intimidate him, in their opinion, but now he's got Warden leadership who won't betray him and Anders isn't afraid.

The walk isn't long and he gets to work right away. This isn't something he keeps on hand as it's dangerous, but at least it also isn't going to take long to put together.