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Hook, line, and sinker -- Riddle was interested. His eyes do their best to scan the page quickly. He finds himself leaning in closer to Jade to peer at the notes better. If he was going to have them open, to sit here with him, then Jade would have to deal with the way the Housewarden peeks at them, trying to gleam any and all of the secrets from the pages.

His pen comes up, the side resting lightly against his bottom lip in thought.

"This particular ingredient I am about to bring up can be highly poisonous and toxic to humans if not diluted properly," Riddle prefaces his words, before shifting to grab one of the many books he had laying out on the table. Flipping through it, he comes to the page for Baneberries, a plant that was within the Buttercup family, with attractive red or white berries depending on the variety.

"Baneberries, when ground up, can be used in a several different ways to achieve what you're looking for. Both pain and negative emotional states. You have to dilute them and make sure to use another additive to be sure you don't drop dead. No matter if you're human or non-human, you have to be careful." There's a momentary pause, before he adds, "You also need to be careful of the concentration, for your emotional wellbeing. Something like that... aren't you concerned it could possibly push you into such a negative headspace that you'd end up with a major accumulation of blot?"

"Not for such a short exercise, but I appreciate the concern. At worst I could prepare a concoction that will garner the opposite effect." Which would hopefully leave him feeling neutral until both versions wear off. If he considers the right additives to make sure that they don't react to each other, though...

He loves it. Potions are such a fascinating subject.

"Baneberries would be a rather interesting option. If I considered my weight and length in my true form..." His own pen comes to his lips, the diamond clear gem of his magestone pressed against his cheek. "It would be a careful balance, but hardly impossible."

Even if Jade was sure he could avoid the nastier effects by neutralizing it... This ingredient was particularly nasty. It wouldn't be right of Riddle to suggest using it without offering some level of concern, of worry for his classmate.

As aggravating as the Leech brothers were, he wouldn't want anything terrible to happen to the two of them.

Pointing his pen out towards Jade, his expression becomes stern. "If you use them, you must have someone with you. Whether to test the potion on them and be ready to administer something to combat the adverse side effects, or to have them available to do the same for you."

"If I find out you've taken this advice and used it in any way that could bring harm upon yourself without having someone watching over you, I'll have your head. It doesn't matter that you're not under my purview as Housewarden." It would be terribly irresponsible of him to leave this as it is - he has half a mind to demand he be the one to oversee Jade... but that would require spending more time with him, which was not something Riddle was inclined to do.

"Thank you for your concern. I look forward to your assistance in my project." Because clearly this was an offer, yes? Not at all just a case of Riddle being a concerned classmate or even a tentative friend. He has experience with blot and a knowledge of potionology that there is no reason not to put himself in Riddle's capable hands.

He'd considered asking Trey for assistance before, but decided against it in favor of more personal views.

"In exchange, how about I give you some of my tears?"

What? His assistance? His? Oh, Seven, what had he gotten himself into?! Hadn't he been careful enough with his words, to keep something like this from happening? The change of expression from stern to annoyed.

"What do you mean my assistance? I never said--!!" Riddle's voice pitches up instinctively, before he cuts himself off, glaring daggers at Jade. Still, the terms of this... by helping Jade, he could make sure that his advice didn't end up hurting the merman in any way, that he wasn't irresponsible with those ingredients for the sake of completing the project, and he'd earn some of his tears, an ingredient with so many different uses.

Gritting his teeth, Riddle thinks it over.

"Fine. You won't give them to me right away, but when I need them. To give me full flexibility over when I use them." He huffs out, tilting his chin up as if to look down his nose on Jade. This merman was too tricky at times. To understand him, his actions, his whole being, would be impossible in one glance. Still, Riddle knew to be careful.

"I won't owe you for them, correct? You said 'in exchange', but I want to make sure."

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