Yep, there was the feeling worse, right there. Gabe winced and said, "I am really sorry about this, dude." Not for the first time either, but he meant every word of it, every time.
But it was helpful. "So definitely not full Amortentia, for which we can all be duly fucking grateful. And everything in the Greek tradition has a streak of vengeful, so we can probably leave the thyme out of this." Gabe pushed the little bowl of it to the other side of the bench.
That narrowed it down. A little. Still not enough.