Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

She listened to what he had to say, knowing she was a sounding board and didn’t have any real expertise to offer to the subject. That was okay, this was important. Real important. She struggled not to yawn as he continued on, explaining each herb in detail. The glaze left her eyes however when he mentioned the mushrooms. “Adding to their hallucinations is supposed to help?” she said dryly, and slightly amused. Hey, maybe it was a real tactic, what did she know?

“Me?” She said, august and surprised. Surely he wasn’t serious. He wanted the wolf who thought tea was a witches brew to make medicine? He reached out for her, his paw precariously close to her face. She might have flinched, except she was too distracted to do so. Instead, she had the audacity to grab his paw, and reach out and touch his face. “Are you sick?” She asked, as if that could be the only explanation as to why he wanted her to make it.


"Vesper"