Ma'tanza was reluctant to agree, and indeed, did not actually give any verbal answer. But, after Sabine started heating the alembic, Ma'tanza let out a sigh and prepared the mixture she had been making. It was a potion of magicka resistance which, at its current stage, would not take more than ten minutes to finish. 

Peiter was without much to say or do during the wait, so he simply tried to appear interested in what they were making. All the while, he kept an eye on Ma'tanza expression to see if it would actually change. The intensity of her anger did seem to lighten at least somewhat, but she still remained obviously irritated, even as they were getting close to finishing the potion. Peiter had a few ideas about what specific aspect of the situation could be making her so angry; however, he could not be sure without directly asking, and he was certainly too nervous to attempt that. At this point, he was becoming increasingly frightened that they were making a mistake. He was not sure how Tzirret would handle an argument, and the last thing he wanted was to inadvertently cause the pair to split up.

Once the potion was finally finished, Ma'tanza quickly corked up the bottle and hastily labeled it, not even bothering to sort it with the rest of the potions. "Okay, now let's go find Tzirret. Where do you think he would be?" She asked impatiently.