Shrunken Adventures in Medieval Times

         It was a beaker filled to its top with a dark, murky brown solution. Right away you had a guess of what it was going to do to her and greatly cringed. Her comments about her bathroom mishaps were still fresh in your mind, and internally you debated on whether or not you should let her drink the solution; on the one hand, letting her drink the solution meant that you were likely to be the unfortunate witness to her horrid output—and on the other hand, letting her drink the solution meant that you had an opportunity to escape from her when she was on the can. However, if you stayed, the alchemist just might be able and willing to help you with your predicament, especially since it seemed dangerous to go alone out in the world in your shrunken and mute state—then again, she might not be able or willing to help you, and perhaps you would be better off seeking out help from elsewhere despite the dangers. Ultimately, the decision of whether or not you could find help in her would decide if you should try to stay or escape if she drank the potion, or if you were going to have her focus on other things.