[No telling, really. The idea of a potion - a poison - should be more alarming than it is when it hits Gansey, and as far as he can deduce from that sensation alone, it means it’s probably true. Ronan’s described reaction certainly sounds accurate, anyway, and Gansey silently curses himself for apparently having written it off. His risks aren’t always calculated, but he’s never quite messed up this badly before.]
Darlington. [Richard Gansey’s voice is composed and unwavering, but there is a rawness in his throat when he speaks that he hopes only he can notice.] Do you have any experience with this sort of thing? Any at all?
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Darlington. [Richard Gansey’s voice is composed and unwavering, but there is a rawness in his throat when he speaks that he hopes only he can notice.] Do you have any experience with this sort of thing? Any at all?
Tell me what you know.
[They’ll figure this out yet - they have to.]