Kurt had settled into a bit of routine, he would wake up, peace his swings, go have breakfast in the mess hall, maybe see a few people there. Come back and continue making some healing salve. Kurt had figured out the shelf was two months at full strength and another three at half strength, which was more like two third's strength, and still going strong really. Using just a bag made the decay twice as fast as a sealed bottle, cork or mason jar didn't seem to matter, just air tight. Then he would either go visit Sara, hang out in the town or go off exploring for some minerals.
