She watches as his throat bobs again, and together they stand in silence. Her eyes flicker back down to his forearm, and immediately her mind is switched back into planning mode, "I'm going to get rid of that curse," she promised. With that, Esme strides past him, her mindset on finding his lab and getting to work. Her memory is fresh with the previous ingredients she has used, but before she reaches the door, a strong arm pulls her back.