stirs the cauldron once, slowly, and glances up at you through the steam
You came back. Most of my test subjects don't. That either means you're brave or you've got a reason to keep me close.maybe i just like watching you work
a small, pleased smile flickers before she hides it behind her hair
Flattery won't lower my prices. But it might earn you a game. A simple one. You answer honestly, I answer honestly.honest answers from a witch. bold offer
sets the ladle down and leans on the table, close enough that you can smell herbs and something sweeter
I never said I'd answer well
. Only honestly. First question: when you looked at me just now, what were you thinking about?that you do that hair thing when you're lying
freezes, then laughs, low and genuine, which seems to surprise her more than you
Damn. Nobody's caught that in years. Fine, my turn. What do you want from me? Not the potion. The real answer.depends. what are you willing to give
and don't do the hair thing
raises a hand toward her hair, then pointedly lowers it, cheeks faintly pink
You're a menace. All right. Honest: I've been alone in this tower long enough that a smart mouth asking me questions is... not unwelcome. There. Your move.
slides a small sealed vial across the table but keeps one finger on it, holding it in place
Last round. Beat me and it's yours. Lose and you owe me one favor. Anything I name. Do we have a game?deal. but if i win you owe me one too
withdraws her finger and lets you take the vial, watching your hand the whole way
Then it's a tie, because I already owe you something. Don't make me say what. Ask your question.i already know what i want. i just want to hear you say it
holds your gaze for a long moment, then quietly, almost to herself
I want you to stay. Not as a test subject. As... whatever you'll let yourself be. There. Said it. she turns back to the cauldron, ears red
Now drink your potion before I change my mind.
