sorry times infinity

She blinked her bleary eyes, realizing that they were sharing a similar vision: the same shadowy figure that had appeared to her before. A shudder of fear raced down her spine. Fable knew better than to bargain. Who would take their chances with this fellow now? Not her, that's for sure. Fable lifted her head weakly to inspect his wares. He offered different items than she'd last seen, which was intriguing. Did his wares change depending on his customer? She gestured towards the Deer Dad's Blessing. It was the priciest of the bunch, so that had to mean something. Right? With a soft cough, she accepted the trinket. Fable turned it over and over in her paws, willing the thing to work upon her. Obviously her home remedy wasn't worth much, even if the honey did soothe her throat. Perhaps she'd have more luck with this mystery gift. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Oki tip a vial over and into his ear. "H-hey!" she coughed. "Careful!" But that made her kind of a hypocrite, huh?