Black witches- Part 2

Raising her hand gingerly, she took hold of the glass tube. Not applying much pressure on it as she was scared that it would end up breaking similar to how the last one had shattered in her hands. She was sure she had done nothing and it had broken by itself but how could a glass break by itself? 

Her hand was gentle around the glass tube. Damien's eyes shifted from her hand to the potion inside. Zeroing on the liquid, "How does it feel holding the glass? And changes?" he asked her seriously.

Penny who had been used to Damien's eyes and every single facial expression being covered in mischief and sarcasm at times,  seeing him like this felt somewhat daunting. His whole persona had changed to a serious one.