"OK!" Luke told S'oya right away, happy to take the bowl for her and get her food. But while he did that, he also had to tell her "Almos' out though. I give you what's left. Might be small bowl, but I give you what's left."
Madi honestly wasn't used to answering so many questions at once, at least not all on her own. Usually by this point she'd duck out and let Dagger do the talking for her, because he almost always knew what she wanted to say. But after all the issues from this morning, she knew that he probably wasn't an option. So she just tried to suck it up and keep talking, even if her answers weren't exactly what she wanted to say. "I d-do a lotta d-different ones..."
Okay, no. Dagger had been watching this conversation from the sidelines, and fighting the itch to jump in and bail Madi out like he usually did. He didn't want to fuck something up again, and get everyone pissed off just when everything had calmed down. And for the most part, Madi had handled herself pretty well on her own. But she was reaching her limit, and he was not going to just stand by and watch her flounder when he knew he could and should help.
So he moved silently to stand by his witch, and added on to her meager explanation. "Most of the potions she makes are medicinal to some degree. They can have such effects as stitching up wounds, causing restful sleep, easing... unwanted side effects of magic." That statement was accompanied with a brief glance at Luke. Mentioning werewolves in his presence would not be a pretty picture, so he made sure to avoid it. "She also creates incendiaries, affectors of probability, the occasional hallucinogenic..."
He was cut off with a smack on the arm, Madi blushing red as she tried to tell the girls "I d-d-don't u-use those! They're f-f-for em-merg-gencies..."