'What–?' While everyone was busy with their tasks, Linkle who'd been stirring her concoction of the special water brought in by Raven, noticed something peculiar eroding from the liquid in gaseous form. Covering her mouth, she flit her finger in the air and began capturing the essence into a massive glass pod sitting on the shelf.
The glistering fumes trailed out of the liquid for about a minute which proved more than enough to fill the glass pot as well as let some of it slip into the witch's nose. Feeling a sneeze because of the fumes, she covered her nose and tried not to contaminate the pot, however, unable to hold it in, Linkle sneezed out loud, and to her surprise, her head poked through the ceiling.
"OUCCHHH!" She yelped, caressing her head.