Another Pink Potion... (Alan Continuation)

Once again, his eyes are on a pink potion. This gives you unease. After all, given what happened last time, having him have access to something like this once again could pave the way for something similar to before. The man's clearly dangerous. Even if he did stop himself from going all the way.

Your heart rings in your ears. A weight forms in your chest and drags you down with every moment. After eyeing the pink potion for a few seconds, he approaches you, and rests it on the table.

“How much?” he asks.

“Two Lentimes,” you manage, with surprising swiftness.

He reaches into his linen pants and takes out a pouch of coins. Before setting two Lentimes down. Strange, grey coins, in the vague shape of a crescent. You take them and put them somewhere safe behind the counter.

The man nods and goes on his way. Leaving with a ‘thank you’ and a long stare, approaching attempted courtesy.

You take a deep breath and slink down. That ended without a hitch. You ask yourself what the reasons for his purchase would be, but stop after a few minutes, upon realising the futility of it all.