As they practiced alchemy in the north tower, days passed by - and, before they knew it, it was already the end of February. That day, Adrien had made the Tincture of Teetering - a potion used to control motion sickness. After an early dinner, they stayed in the main room for a while - following Val's suggestion, Adrien had been reading about alchemical ingredients and their properties. At about nine in the evening, Val had retreated to his room; but, as Adrien had gotten quite engrossed in his reading, he stayed in the main room for a few more minutes, wanting to finish the chapter before going upstairs to his bedroom. The book was just that interesting, and he'd been taking many mental notes about questions he'd have to ask Val on their next conversation - so many, he struggled to commit them all to memory. It followed that he should bring the book to his room and write down his notes, but then he had an even better idea: he could go up to Val's room and talk to him right there and then. It had only been a few minutes since they'd said goodnight, and he doubted Val was already sound asleep. He'd try not to keep him up for too long, anyway.