Jean retrieved a notebook from her satchel and started going through a data table at an opened page.
"This batch will contain an equal mixture of Carathian Poppy and Enduring Lotus seed oil," she indicated as she poured in a phial from its stand into the milky solution in the cauldron.
"That's a lot of vitality!" Al commented. "Are you sure that's safe for mortals?"
Jean nodded and highlighted, "We've measured the concentration well. It will ultimately get diluted once infused into soap bars. Furthermore, it is administered cutaneously in extremely small dosages over an extended period. It is perfectly safe."
Al murmured in affirmation and observed as Jean poured out the last batch of soap. He then turned to Guy and asked with a mirthful chuckle.
"Where's your tail? I don't see him anywhere."
Guy squinted as he tried to decipher the joke, "You mean Markus? He's... cultivating in seclusion."
