"Well, if you don't mind…" Page said as she gently took the bottle with her magic and held it almost horizontally over a potted plant. "May I?" With a tilt of his head, Page poured out the bottle, slowly. Wind Breaker felt his chest tighten at the sight and he had to turn his head away. "Wait, Wind? I think you should finish this." Page held the bottle to him and Wind Breaker knew she didn't mean he was to drink it. Wind Breaker took the bottle and held it over the plant, and found his talon shaking. 