“It’ll take some concentration, but yeah. Last year I spent all of Dark making grapes and wine for everyone.” He’s still making some grapes, so that they have some fresh fruit at least, but he’s making a considerable amount less than last year, because needs are not as great. “Don’t know if I could manage the hallucinogenic kind, but honestly that’s probably for the best. Don’t want you spitting out any prophecies while you’re on your deathbed.”