That was fast! Inhumanly fast, even. For all of Popp's various biases, he's startled by the movement alone and not actually put off by anything he's learned about Angeal.

"No way, they're not that tough once you know where they are."

He sounds shaky, but relieved. He doesn't bother to wipe his face before Angeal can get him; but the fussing is mutual - what he's done in this time frame instead is fumble around in his pockets and retrieve a bag of hard candy.

"Here, these help a ton with the headache I bet you've got right now."

They're made from the painkilling fairy nectar. Not quite as potent as drinking it right from the frog, but much more portable.