[ At some point before the North wizards get called away, there's a small gift bag hanging on Robin's doorknob. In it is a small glass bottle filled with dandelion wishes and petals - from lilies, from roses, from all the new and familiar flowers Ginger has encountered while he gardens. The bottle feels warm to hold - and warmer still the longer it's held. At its peak, it will burn the frost away from the inside out for whoever holds it. The duration doesn't last too long, perhaps an hour at best if used all at once, but here is some small assistance offered, not requested. Here is a wish that in the face of some great and dangerous power, Robin's words and wit will remain as sharp as ever with the cold held at bay to open the way for all of his possibilities.
The bag waits patiently for the room's owner to find it before they leave - or when they return. ]
before north mission!
The bag waits patiently for the room's owner to find it before they leave - or when they return. ]