"I, ehm, I have a bit of free time on my hands," Wylan passes from behind on table of flasks to stand closer to the door. "And I've never gotten access to some of these seaside ingredients before."

He bobs on his feet a moment before reaching out for one flask, looks at the label and holds it out to Abby.

"A weak lightning bomb," he explains. "Excellent for stunning enemies in the field."

He assumes by Abby's stature that she's in the forces division.