Albus looked pained, emotionally, and it took him some time to decide. He swilled the contents of the vial with his fingers pondering what Lily had said, just now and many times before. Ultimately, it was easier to continue living; if Lily didn't help him, he would get the stone from James, and the potion should allow him to live long enough to learn how to extract more. He gulped the contents down swiftly, and when he looked up, Lily had already left the room. Albus started moving his shoulder around, rotating it back and forth. It already felt looser and painless.