I end the hug. "Ok, I have to go back upstairs, but I'll bring this back when I'm done, I promise!" I tell her.
"Alright!" The Insect Mamono replied, before returning to the other Devil Bugs.
With the box in tow, I set it on the counter. The kitchen has been converted into a makeshift lab of sorts. "Alright, time to get to work." I mutter.
Indeed, hopefully he would end up successful in his work, since it might just provide the opportunity needed to win against one of the Wight's four servants.
"I make no promises" she said with a wink, "James... How are feeling about me now?" she asked, as she pulled Harold's face into her chest.
"As I thought..." Francesca said slyly, as she looked back to Harold and let him back up. "Now, lt's have some real fun!" she said.
Using whatever I have available to me right now, I start making different measurements for later. "Ten grams of sugar...Two table spoons of olive oil...One and a half cups of melted butter..." I say aloud measuring everything. I make a magic circle in the air and start talking to it as runic symbols displace the air around it. On Haythem's end, my notebook gave off a slight glow as runic symbols encompass the surface. "Make a note on page eighty-five: The process of potion making though common household items and ingredients is troublesome, a few things can be substituted in place of normal means. If it will have the same effect is still yet to be determined. Will amend later on. End note." I say aloud. The circle then vanishes.
Joro looked around cautiously before heading over to the doorway, peeking in. He was really trying to be sneaky...
The hallway on the other end of the doorway was empty, with the exception of wall mounted torches lit by magical flames.
Harold looked at her. "So... What exactly do you want to do?"