Kurt had settled into a bit of routine, he would wake up, pace his swings, and 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-thirds 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.
