Noa shook out his umbrella and folded it into itself before entering the apothecary. He'd heard about this elusive place from word of mouth, people whispering to each other in the library or diners about some "non-traditional" or "homeopathic" cure for all their ails, only to hush completely when an outside party's attention turned their way unintentionally or not. He didn't know why they were so secretive about the establishment, which concerned him, but with his issues troubling him as much as they were, he was willing to try anything to remedy them.

"Hello?" he called out. The herbal musk wafted under his nostrils and felt as if it swirled around him as he stepped further into the shop. He stopped at the register and looked around. "I was wondering if you had anything that could stop nightmares." The request sounded silly out of context, but the mind could command great power over the body, and he didn't need to get even sicker.