"Oh for Crimson's sake." Fenn had not responded to his words at first, instead choosing to flex his fingers a few times, a soundless giggle shaking his small frame. Then he seemed to figure out what Nevin had said, and disagreed with Nevin's advice strongly. How did the alchemist know? Because the frustrating child swallowed the sugary mass in his mouth with what Nevin could only say was a spiteful look.

And then he looked down at his feet, staring at them confused for a moment, and toppled over, Nevin barely keeping him from hitting his head as he fell. The redhead let out a groan as the boy smacked himself in the face, knowing there was no way this could end well. The best solution would be to get an emetic into the boy, and forcibly purge his system of the sugar and chemicals that hadn't been absorbed yet. The problem with this was that most emetics had to be administered orally, and the currently drooling Fae child was staring at his hand, and Nevin did not think he could get him to swallow one of the emetic agents he had. No... This needed something else something to entice the drugged up boy to take his medicine.

Nevin's eyes fell on the syrup on the counter, also a honey flavored treat, and he had his answer. The Fae had fairly well gorged himself on the honey hard candies, a honey syrup would no doubt entice him. Nevin pulled off his tunic and folded it up under the boy's head so he wouldn't hurt himself, and hurried to find an emetic to mix with the syrup. Getting the mix together took only a few minutes, and Nevin hoped Fenn had managed to hurt himself or gotten worse whole he worked frantically.

"Hey, Fenn, Fenn can you hear me?
I wanted to apologize for trying to make you spit out the candies. I've got another treat for you, a honey syrup that you can just hold in your mouth and savor. Just have to open your mouth, OK?" Please Crimson let this work, I'd rather not have accidentally killed a child. Nevin sent a fervent prayer out as he held the edge of the mixing cup to Fenn's face.