Calibri ran his fingers over the smooth bumps of the glass containers, picking out one after another - a small test tube of clear, colorless liquid, only slightly more viscous than water, a watery dark substance that resembled black ink, clinging to the walls of its container in spiderweb patterns whenever it was jostled, a transparent yellow-green mixture with specks of something fine and glittery mixed evenly throughout. He held each of these up to the light and examined them closely. "These won't kill you, if you're interested," he said to Danny, ever so helpfully.

He turned his eyes up to Garamond, curious. "Are you giving me them?"