"Huh.... I thought it would be weirder."
He catches his hand before it touches the bottle, picking it up to bring it closer so he can get a better look. "Oh, plenty. There's healing potions, stamina potions, potions to increase the amount of magicka you have access to for a time, invisibility potions, potions which sharpen eyesight, potions which clear your mind... It's as varied as any other magical field. And involves a lot more experimentation."
"Aww, I want it. Can you teach us?" Tepam says jumping up and down.
Quietly, Ita whispers to Sefoni. "Took long enough."
Sefoni giggles quietly, nodding.
He blinks. "Well... I could try to teach you a few things," he agrees after a moment, looking around at the plants on his table, "Here," he reaches out and tugs a berry off a little potted bush, and one of the flowers off the dragon's tongue, "Snowberries increase resistance to all the elements a small amount, but mixed with dragon's tongue pollen they'll greatly increase how much heat you can resist." He crushes the berry between his fingers, carefully pulling some of the pollen off the flower and mixing them together in one hand, "Quick and dirty alchemy," he adds, before dropping the mess into a glass of water and applying a burst of magicka. The water tints a pale red.
"Give it a try," he offers her a berry and the flower.
Grin. She does as instructed and zaps the concoction. Paying attention to any noticeable effects.
As soon as she hits the water with magic, her berry and pollen mush dissolves and it tints a slightly darker red.
"Good," he tells her, smiling. "The effects of this one wouldn't be very strong," he adds, "But it's not nothing. If you're trying to make potions for people who actually work with fire, you want a full lab set-up. We'll have to make do with what I have, though - my door opens onto the greenhouse, so I can't access my lab."
Sefoni inches forward, "Do... do you think we could grow your plants in our world?" She asks. "Our garden is on the other side of our door," she adds.
He glances over at her, "I have no idea," he says, shrugging, "But... well, you could try. I have enough excess that you could transplant a few and take some cuttings with you, if you wanted. You'd have to make do without animal parts, but a fair amount of alchemy ingredients are plants."
Tepam bounces. "That would be great!"
"Well, then..." He pushes his chair back and motions to the door, "I'll have to give instructions from the door, and you'll need to be careful - some of the plants are poisonous, so you'll need gloves..." He hums, looking uncertain, "Maybe this isn't such a good idea," he mutters.
"We can be careful," Mika insists, looking up from one of the books. There's a picture of the dragon's tongue flower carefully drawn on one of the open pages, and a few passages of information on the other.
Sefoni nods, "We have gloves," she adds, pulling hers from her half-apron, "We were just gardening before this."
"Better if Mika and Tepam try to learn things, while we deal with the plants?" Ita says waving her own gloves, she feels that transplanting possibly dangerous plants is clearly her and Sefoni's responsibility. "Are you interested in non-magic gardening?" Ita asks Erandur.
"Sounds like a plan," he agrees. "That book - Mika, was it?" (He nods) "Mika has is a good place to start," he tells Tepam. "It's a compendium of ingredients and their effects." He stands, "I'll get these two started in the greenhouse while you two work on that."
Mika moves over a bit to let Tepam take a look at the book, flipping back to the first page as he does.
"I'm not very interested in non-magical gardening, no," he says in answer to the other question as he leads them towards the door, "Truth be told, I probably wouldn't do as much as I do if it wasn't so much more convenient than just gathering ingredients wild," he admits.
Ita nods. Not sure how to continue the conversation, so she will just follow instructions.
He opens the door, and waves them inside, staying in the doorway himself.
The greenhouse is a haven of lush flora of all sizes and shapes and colours, bushes and trees and vines and flowers and a small shadowy area for some mushrooms. The air is warm, humid, and filled with the scent of dirt and living things. The greenhouse is inside a dome of glass-filled metal hexagons, through which they can see the sky above and a vast snowy landscape stretching out around them in three directions, and an icy sea to the fourth. They appear to be at the top of a tall tower, which itself stands atop a mountain.
He directs them to the gardening supplies, and then instructs them on how to gather samples which they can plant in their own world, watching carefully when they start working on the more dangerous ones.
There's a lot of plants. It's going to take a while.
Oooh. So nice. Ita asks if she can take a picture.
Tepam keeps up the reading pace. Doing her thing where she almost vibrates with excitement wherever magic is involved.
...Sure, she can take a picture.
Tep is adorable. Mika reads with her, occasionally giggling at her excitement.
They'll be able to get through the whole book and half-way through another (their benefactor directs them to a book on common potions) before the others finish transplanting. The plants cover several tables, and there's a small basket of carefully labeled seeds in cloth bags as well as a small pile of new books on yet another.
Mika looks up as they bring in the last load, "Hey, you know you guys have this kind of magic now, too, right?" He points out.
"Ooh, that's right!"