Devil's Snare, Gillyweed, Leaping Toadstools.. He's been muttering to himself while looking trough herbs, wand between his teeth, here and there putting it down to make a noise to let one of his creatures know about the upcoming dinner. His multitasking didn't really work and The baby Nifflers weren't exactly helpful either - constantly digging trough pricey tea spoons. Still, he noticed you finally woke up Love, could you- he trailed off, noticing that pale expression. Nightmare again...?