"You say that like you know what a kick to the stomach actually feels like...
"So. Do you, in fact?" Maria blinks curiously at this young woman, and then, of course, her natural empathy takes over, and she trips over her own tongue to add quickly: "What's wrong, anyway?"
A potion? [Charlie has been taught that being too open about your magical abilities was dangerous. This woman doesn't even know her name and she is talking about potions? Not smart. She shakes her head.] Pretty sure good ol' fashioned Pepto will do the trick. I ate too much, no cause for real alarm.
It was a slip of the tongue, really; she's far more accustomed to referencing "potions" and "tisanes" than "medicines" and "medications", but still-- she offers the other young woman a slightly dazed smile as she brings up the "Pepto". "Isn't that what I suggested? I can go fetch it for you, right fast...?"
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[He's a kid from the 50's, modern language is hard]
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"So. Do you, in fact?" Maria blinks curiously at this young woman, and then, of course, her natural empathy takes over, and she trips over her own tongue to add quickly: "What's wrong, anyway?"
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Maria winces empathetically at the young woman. "Sorry to hear that... Do you need-- I dunno-- a Peptic Potion, or summat?"
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