Enyo isn't sure what brought them here, to the worn down apothecary at the very edge of the woods, but they know they'll find you here. Foregoing the norm of knocking to announce their presence, they slip in through the window in silence, watching you put all of your concentration on the medicine in front of you. The sight of you is more of a relief than they've felt in years.

"Long time no see, huh?" Your childhood friend asks smugly—nonchalant. "So, hey—you remember that favor you owe me?"