Drink it

“Very well,” says Adella, picking up the bottle and removing the stopper. She gives the contents a tentative sniff and peers inside the bottle.

“I assume we divide the contents equally between us?”

Courtney’s face looks troubled. “Probably.”

Adella looks sternly at her friend. “Probably? Is there any risk of harm if we take too great of a dose?”

Courtney says, “I’m sure Rezkin wouldn’t put us at harm. He knew what our plans were, and I doubt that he’d give us more potion than was necessary for what we had planned. I’m pretty sure he’d want us to each consume half of the bottle.”