Nodding, Shannon stuck her thumbs through her belt loops. "Yeah," she responded, idly, second guessing her decision to come here. She couldn't really afford to pay for the potion she needed, but she hated being coddled. What had happened to her wasn't Rolf's fault. He couldn't have prevented it or stopped it or protected her in any way and while she knew he didn't mean for it, his paying for everything made her feel useless.
"It's expensive, isn't it," she said, after a moment, then shook her head. It didn't matter the cost. "How long does it take to brew?"