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"Blitz, cool it." She reached a languid arm out from the recesses of her own blanket shroud and took the label from him. She frowned at it. "Eugh, Mirabella. This stuff tastes like horses ass."
"That's what I said!" Blitz turned away to cough and swayed a bit. Octavia grabbed his arm to steady him. She gave him a rare look of genuine concern.
"Can't your dad just have a normal medicine cabinet?"