You can tell that Pylia’s quick response was prepared. She seemed to have expected you to ask, knowing somehow, and were it not for how quickly and unsurprised her reaction to your question, it might’ve gone unnoticed. It would seem that Pylia had been thinking about this conversation since last night. Expecting your curiosity and preparing to tell you want you needed to hear in advance.

“That.., What?” Pylia had a wry smile on her face, like she wasn’t sure if she should be confused or amused. “You have a strange way of attracting people, Sylvia. Magic honey and a werebear? Sounds like something you tell a child before putting him to bed. Honey does have some helpful restorative qualities in alchemy though. Perhaps if we’re in that direction we should get some of that honey. I could make powerful potions with them.”