Jeyne had seen shots similar to this in Gallipoli. Something that could be pressed into someone's skin and have immediate effects. Though it was hard to say whether she liked it any better. Concoctions she created were at least managed under her watch, she knew what she was putting in and what she was treating others with. This, this was unfamiliar and out of her control, already premade.

It made her uneasy to put so much trust into something she hadn't had a part in.

The glitter is a nice distraction, beautiful against something so unnerving. Jeyne finds herself smiling in reply, drawing patterns in the glittered scattered over her skirts. "Saved from a spider bite." That only made her skin crawl more. "Do you think they're going to be large? Our size?"