I would say the potion isn't working as it's supposed to. [ She frowns, looking over at the cauldron. She was sure she had done everything right, followed each step by the book, and this is the first time one of her potions hasn't worked. ] It should be fine, I did everything right...
[He is quiet for a moment, more for trying to work around the compulsion to lie than for lack of knowing what to say. It works on him. It didn't work on his first sip. And now it is working to reverse effect.] Could it be the Drabwurld, not me?
I think so. I'm still a little unsure about how the magic here works, which is rather irritating, but I'm working on it. [ She shakes her head. ] At least we know we don't have a one hundred percent success rate.
I wis we might know how often it succeeds. [At least he managed to get out that truth.] How long does it take you to make this? A broader experiment would—[and here it goes]—n't help.
It should work a hundred percent of the time, so the Drabworld is obviously having an influence. [ She looks over, nodding her head. ] Twenty eight days. I could make a few batches and we can test those?
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An hour at most, I think.
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[Look at this poor boy's face as he clings to your hand. This lying is killing him worse than honesty would.]
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[ She squeezes gently, drawing him closer. ]