Respect
As Adam set up the flame runic formation and the cauldron in one of the laboratories on the second floor, he asked, "So, what are we looking at here? What do you want me to cook?"
Elysande glanced at the laboratory with curious eyes. She had never visited this place; she never had to. "I want you to concoct a grade 2 Potion of Cleansing and a Potion of Healing."
After setting up the formation, Adam walked toward his workstation where all the specialized apparatuses were neatly organized for him to use.
"I need more information. What exactly is wrong with Lord Flynn? If I could conduct a proper diagnosis, I would be able to help you out better," Adam sincerely said as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work.
This time, however, it wasn't Elysande but the old magus, Alvertos, who replied, "Just do as you're told, boy."