"Would you mind detouring to my brother's room first? He and Zed are there, they had Sara knock them out. Their side effects were... More extensive." 

"My plans for the hour were canceled and I'm not finding it immensely disturbing, I'm okay with helping them first."

"...I'll give you what mana I've got and owe the rest if it's not enough."

"Lead the way." She brings the book in case she finds she needs a brushup.

She leads the way. 

Alexei's room is 654B, top floor with a void wall like Bella's, though in a different ring. Angie pushes the door open to reveal a spartan cell featuring two freshmen passed out in a tangle on the bed and one irritated-looking junior reading a thick text on the chair at the desk.

The junior looks up when they come in and ticks an eyebrow at Alexius, eyeing the bruise on his jaw, "Oh, someone got you first. Shame, that." 

"Bella here has a spell that should cut the potion's effects, we think," Angie assures her as she passes right by to sit on a small table next to the bed. 

Sara does not look mollified by this, but she doesn't comment further, only waves towards the pair on the bed, "Have at, then." 

Bella holds out her hand to Alexius for the mana, re-reading the spell to make sure all the words are where she expects them.

Alexius looks at Zed and Alexei with abject misery. He does not reply to the junior. He does hand over his last several hours' worth of mana. 

Bella reads aloud a soneta, pointing firmly at Zed, and waits to see how that works out before doing it again.

... Zed doesn't react in any way they can notice. Still being under the sleeping spell and all.

"I can just do it again but it might be wise to wake 'em so we can see how the spell's doing?"

"If that's not easily dismissable, you can do me. Now that I know it's there, I'm catching it okay."

"It will take me about half a minute to cast the counter," Sara says, and she lowers her book and starts a quiet spell of her own under her breath, so no one in the room gets Middle French by accident. 

And Zed is awake. Pretty suddenly, actually.

They stare at the gathered group for a few long moments and then detangle from Alex so they can sit up.

"...Angie?"

She reaches out to touch their shoulder, "Is the potion still working?" She asks, "Look at me and tell me what colour the other boy besides Alexius' shoes are."

Yeah he's just gonna build mana by...forcing himself to watch this interaction, honestly. You did this, don't you dare look away. 

"... no idea." That's good, right? Unless this is just a step up from the hallucinations they were experiencing before.

Shoulder squeeze, "I think it's fixed," she assures them, and she looks to Bella and Sara, "Do Alexei? His should be a bit more obvious, if his headache goes down when the effects break." 

"Mm-hm." She casts it again.

And so does Sara.

... Alexei makes a very grouchy noise, but actually opens his eyes all the way after a moment of squinting. The number of strange people in his doorway makes him tense up slowly, but his head is no longer pounding as much, at least.

"...Hell," he mutters, in French, and then corrects himself back to English, "S'better. Who-?" 

"Hi. I'm Bella, I got a spell for dismissing potion effects."

"...Fantastic," he mutters. He means it but he's still coming down from that migraine so it comes out sounding grudging. 

"Thank you," Angie takes over for him, "I meant it about that favour - we don't let a good turn go unrewarded." 

"Thank you. You probably have some good spells in French, which is one of mine, though maybe I should just keep it in reserve."

"You can," she agrees, "Though we do have a number of good spells in French. We should be in the cafeteria tomorrow at lunch, if you don't mind putting that off until then?" She looks down at her clavemates.