Merlin was left gaping at Charlie's nonchalant words. "Help Arlo Griffin… regrow his hand? Are you going to give him a Regeneration Pill?"

He was aware that Charlie could help anyone regrow limbs, although the only method he knew of was the pill.

"Yes," Charlie nodded with a determined smile. "It's the only thing that can."

"It's really expensive, but doesn't it even regrow an entire arm?" Merlin couldn't help asking.

Charlie nodded again. "Or just a finger if need be. Think of it this way: it doesn't matter how many limbs or body parts you lose—take one pill, and you'd get everything back. It's the same concept of dining at a buffet. You get charged the same price whether you eat more or less."

Merlin gasped. "Well, it's still a waste—he is a Griffin, and he's not going to keep the pill, anyway. Why bother…"

He trailed off, but soon quickly corrected himself, "Hold on. I meant no offense, but I just think it's a waste to throw something so valuable to an enemy."

After all, Merl