Vanyel can hardly blame him; he's not sure he'd believe it either, if it hadn't just happened to him.

"Better. I drank one of the potions - how better to test its efficacy?"

Though he's still not entirely right; there's still a tightness in his chest and a soreness in his throat, but it's nothing life-threatening. Once he gets to a decent stopping point, he'll cast a quick healing spell on himself.