Of course I know what I'm doing. My own hallucination questioning my skills. Freaking figures my own brain is actively against me. This is great. I bet this will be an interesting session with Crane.

[Chris leaned over to smell the steaming, bubbling pot of rather colorful liquid and then wrinkled his nose.] Okay, yeah, it does smell pretty bad. You'd think someone would have made potions smell better by now.

[He looked again at the raccoon.] Okay, brain. I've seen fairies. They don't look like you. So....change into an actual fairy. What's with the raccoon anyway?