- Yes, of course, I'm an alchemist.

- Take a handful in a hot bath and lie down in it. There will be no bruising tomorrow.

- All right, I'll take them from the laboratory when I go to see you off.

- Then, perhaps, everything.

He stood up, replaced the holster he had removed for convenience, and slung his jacket over his shoulder. And my legs just gave way from his touch, my heart fluttered somewhere in my throat, and the blood in my veins just boiled. Gods of light, it would be better if he just fucked me on the first evening of our acquaintance and lost interest...