Marcus pulled a small vial from the cupboard and sat down next to Ginny. He pulled the cork, swallowed down the clear, sparkling fluid, and recorked the vial, placing it carefully on the table so that it would not roll away. After a moment, his bloodshot eyes had cleared significantly, but not completely.
"This presupposes that you are having the nightmares every night." He looked inquiringly at Ginny.