Smiling at Maeve, Delaney shook her head. "My brother and I aren't much on generic potions. I would much rather have something custom made for him, if it's not too much trouble. Is it... a lot of work?"
Resigning herself to standing, Delaney straightened her posture and raised an eyebrow right back at her. "I'm not your usual customer. Now, how much does this sort of thing cost? Consultation, initial brewing, regular supplies, and follow up consults as he grows?"