"An eyeball," the man read out of the book and kept a finger on his chain making a thinking expression, "which colour?"
Hey look at the giant pot of clay that had been tied up to the ceiling and was in the air but was stable as a fire was below it. The liquid inside was boiling heart and was of the colour charcoal.
He hummed loudly and turned to where every ingredient was kept. His eyes ran over the different contents as he chose one. "Green or blue?" He wondered out loud. His eyes never left the contents of the cells as his hand held the book.
"You can choose any. We even have red." The witch pointed towards the colour. " Are you not fascinated by that?" It was a slight onto him. Nathaniel was a vampire and red eyes were common amongst those.
Noah shook his head. "I am fascinated with a girl that has blue and green eyes." He told her. "Do you still have her blood?"
