hanselthehandsome said:
(It's a bottle and surrenge.)) "Sugar sickness, I got it when I was a kid... this witch forced me to eat a shit ton of candy, did something to me." he says frowning.
[Apologies!]
Natasha fills the syringe from the supplied bottle, sliding the recommended amount over to the newly freed wrist of the man before her. “I know the story,” she remarks dryly. “Why are you here though? And now, of all times.”