Marcaille gave a light sigh. "I made that same potion for our last attempt. Or at least, one very similar. It worked to an extent, but...not enough. It worked the same way, moving the silver into the blood so we could contend with it. But, what is left behind is trapped rather stubbornly in her organs. Certainly try it if you like, though. Your formula could be more efficient than mine, but...be aware that it may not work."

Meesei opened her eyes, appearing more attentive while Marcaille was explaining her potion. She did not openly react too strongly; however, their conversation did at least inspire her with some ideas. They were faint, distant hopes, but something she could pursue. Meesei's voice sounded even weaker than before, though that was simply due to her numbness. "Marcaille...that potion, do you think you could describe it to me? How does it function? Its specific interactions with the body, that is." She asked. 

Though curious as to why Meesei would want to hear an alchemical lecture at this point, she nevertheless started to respond with a detailed explanation of her potion's creation and function. With the detail Meesei requested, it would take some time.