Margaret takes a few moments looking closely at the pill, turning it over in her fingers. Her first instinct is that this is some sort of over-the-counter painkiller. Ibuprofen, acetaminophen, something like that. Maybe even an antihistamine of some sort. But most painkillers have some sort of imprint code to identify them--lest someone accidentally receive the wrong medication. Besides, if it was as simple as that, surely Marjorie wouldn't have left it in an unlabelled bottle, right?
It could be a poison of some sort, meant to be ingested and wreak havoc upon the victim's immune system. In that case, maybe she shouldn't be handling it without gloves. Margaret looks over to see what Wrench has written, and immediately looks alarmed. DON'T she writes in all caps and circles several times for emphasis. She keeps writing frantically, then pauses.
What if taking it killed you? We can figure this out without risking your life
She furrows her brow, trying to think of a different strategy.
Give it to an animal? We can monitor it and maybe even draw its blood. I can try and take the blood to the hospital for analysis
cw: mention of potential animal harm
It could be a poison of some sort, meant to be ingested and wreak havoc upon the victim's immune system. In that case, maybe she shouldn't be handling it without gloves. Margaret looks over to see what Wrench has written, and immediately looks alarmed. DON'T she writes in all caps and circles several times for emphasis. She keeps writing frantically, then pauses.
What if taking it killed you? We can figure this out without risking your life
She furrows her brow, trying to think of a different strategy.
Give it to an animal? We can monitor it and maybe even draw its blood. I can try and take the blood to the hospital for analysis