The alchemist slumped a bit in relief at the fact that the child seemed to have come through his rather unwelcome exposure to intoxicants in one piece. The direwolf had been glaring at him steadily while waiting for the boy to wake up, and Nevin wasn't keep on his chances against the beast if the boy hadn't made it. It would have been.... Difficult, and probably ended in two humanoid corpses in the shop. But that didn't matter - Fenn had survived, and was currently sitting up groggily, shaking off the vestiges of the drug in his system.

The sloppily scrawled message in frost on his floor made one red eyebrow rise to his hairline. The colors going gone? So the numbing agent had been acting as what, a hallucinogenic? That was a fascinating variation in biology, as for humans - and cat-folk - it simply acted as a mild topical analgesic. Did that mean that things that would normally act as hallucinogenic drugs had an entirely different effect on the Snow Fae? Would more powerful analgesics have more pronounced effects similar to this at... lower quantities than what the boy had consumed? Or was this merely a quirk of the specific numbing agent that he used in his candies - a practice he would definitely need to cease, even if it disappointed some of the children. Maybe a separate line, regular candy and the mouth-numbing ones.

OH. Wait. He had been told to thank the Alchemist? Nevin's eyes flicked to the direwolf, which had not even huffed in his direction since the boy had woken up - no, not the hound. So then, who had told him that? Had someone spoken to Fenn while he was passed out from the overdose? That would mean dreamwalking of some kind. Was that a trait of Snow Fae or Fae in general? Before he could ask that he finished reading the last question, and felt a rod of tension slip into his muscles.

"Yes. I am an Alchemist after all,
magic is required in some of the more advanced things I do." Well it would be when he could figure out where to get a book on the transmutative arts. But the boy didn't need to know that. Nor did he need to know what exactly Nevin's magic was centered on - too many people already knew, even if Fenn, like Stare, wasn't actually a resident of Stonevale.