[ Eddie is admittedly not thinking about the usefulness of an explosion potion. He’s not thinking about the finale product at all, really. Instead, he’s got his heart set on the sheer act of creating it. There’s something about that part of it that sparks joy in his would-be-wizard heart.

So he happily tucks the chicken feathers behind his ear and begins to follow Chris’s instructions, dropping in ingredients one by one under his guidance. He nearly flails when the potion turns white, and begins to stir carefully until— ]

Holy shit!

[ He laughs as the potion begins to turn from white to purple, positively beaming. ]

That’s good, right? Like, that’s the right shade of purple?

[ It doesn’t hurt to be sure. ]

Well, I'm probably not gonna get those from the chickens, but, uh…I could probably track some down for you. Do you need it for this or…?