[She figured envy would be last. He'd declined to have it at first, after all.]

I'll keep that in mind. It... was pretty hard for me to get out of it myself.

[To the point of things literally starting to go up in fire around her, because apparently that's how her brand of despair works (even if she's got a huge fear of fires like that), and the cleanser hadn't ever come to mind in her resulting panic. She's only lucky that she hadn't been anywhere particularly walked through when she was testing her first batches.]

I think I ended up just sitting the whole ten minutes with it, actually. [She purses her lips, but the bottle she sets down is bright enough that it practically shines with hope and courage.] That was fun.