Chapter 12: Calamine

"Is this for the chicken pox?" Pan asked, as he looked at the ingredients before him.

 He had made calamine more than once, and he knew them by heart.

"Oh, so you have made it already? Well done, charming," Brandon said as he took a step back. Soon, Pan was taking the glass spoon and mixing everything together.

"We start off with the clay," Pan said as he took one glass spoonful and placed it in the porcelain bowl. "And then salt, so the dead skin can be washed away."

 He said, rubbing the glass spoon into a napkin and then taking a spoonful of sea salt.

"Oh, you know you must clean it!" Brandon said as he leaned over. "That's a very good thing! Why did you do it, though?" 

Brandon wanted to test Pan's knowledge. To figure out if Pan was going to be good enough to become a part of his medicine making or not.