[Romano glares right back until France moves and breaks his concentration. However, that's excusable in the light of the brand new idea.]
I can do it! Let me do it, let me! Let me!
[He looks eager - perhaps too eager - to powder the medicine. Perhaps he'll be able to use a mallet all by himself. Or perhaps he'll have to dip the root in flour and sugar. Either option sounded sane to him.]
[Action]
I can do it! Let me do it, let me! Let me!
[He looks eager - perhaps too eager - to powder the medicine. Perhaps he'll be able to use a mallet all by himself. Or perhaps he'll have to dip the root in flour and sugar. Either option sounded sane to him.]