Mercy, Salem, open
She laughed softly. "Suppose we'll cross those bridges if we come to them," she decided. If they did venture out, she honestly had no intentions of wandering off the path and every intention of turning back around if she encountered something questionable.
She parted her lips to ask how he could make a potion, but if he could arc punch into a cup, why not make a potion? "I watched Severus make a potion once," she said with a little smile. "I suppose they definitely have their uses for the people here," she decided.
Mercy shrugged gently. "Maybe. Maybe we just have to find the right series of events or something. Unlock a magical door."