Henry didn't quickly give an answer. But his eyes shifted to the potion that was being boiled. At least he was estimating the maturity of the potion being made.
His brow furrowed. Henry looked confused about the answer to Carla. But soon, the potion changed color. The color which was originally clear changed to golden brown. Of course, this color change made Henry happy.
Henry quickly turned his attention to Carla. His lips smiled broadly. As if showing infinite satisfaction. Henry was happy because the potion they had made showed a difference that was not in vain.
“Look! The color change is visible. Maybe it won't be long before we can lift this concoction,” Henry said, he told Carla.
Carla took a quick peek into the pan. Henry said was true, it turned out that the potion they had made had changed color. As if showing the readiness that they waited.
“I'll pick it up now. You pour this into the two bottles that I have prepared,” Henry said, he gave an explanation to Carla.