I mixed a few herbs together, pulling hair back behind my ear. The fire crackling behind me was a soothing sound, but my head had turned to see the stranger I’d taken in.

“I hope you like nasty questionable looking potions for breakfast!” I smiled and walked over, handing them… whatever the heck kinda goop I created. I don’t cook, okay? I make potions. It’s got nutritional value, that’s all that matters.

“It’ll help you regain your strength. So drink up!” I smiled at them cheerfully.