He finally gets round to rubbing his eyes and it works, helping him to refocus despite the throbbing pain in his hand. At least now that was numbing down to something duller. Bernard, reaches into inside his coat pocket and finds a plastic glass of wine and a small bottle like the one you'd find in a minibar. He unscrews it, but instead of pouring it into the glass instead opts to drink it straight from the bottle.
"What kind of fool goes to the library in the evening anyway." he says, directed at Patchouli but he's still very hesitant to look her in the eye.
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He finally gets round to rubbing his eyes and it works, helping him to refocus despite the throbbing pain in his hand. At least now that was numbing down to something duller. Bernard, reaches into inside his coat pocket and finds a plastic glass of wine and a small bottle like the one you'd find in a minibar. He unscrews it, but instead of pouring it into the glass instead opts to drink it straight from the bottle.
"What kind of fool goes to the library in the evening anyway." he says, directed at Patchouli but he's still very hesitant to look her in the eye.