There are only so many things an involuntary ferret would need to talk about urgently. He gets the gist. "Food curse, natch. Classic for a reason." Given he used to be quite guilty of mixing magic and cooking himself... Well, no, he's not going to hold his tongue, because he's never bothered with being fair. "If I could cast a fucking cantrip right now I could probably take a look at it for yah, but like I said, not much of a wizard right now. I mean, prolly don't touch it? I've heard of the antidote being on the other side, but that'd be some bullshit to actually enchant that precisely. You get donkey cabbages way more often, and I don't see another one of these around."