[He's not so sure how he'll feel about reading details on a murder - considering recent events, even that might hit too close to home - but the intrigue he feels about the setting makes it worthwhile. It isn't like murder is what actually happened, anyway.
He wobbles his way over and then wobbles into the chair, until finally he's comfortably seated again (and therefore less wobbly), looking at the collection Sorey brought over. He made it across the room without falling! What a pitiful accomplishment. And yet, he's glad for the progress... ugh.
Shoving aside his misgivings - coming back from the dead is probably not supposed to be convenient anyway - he reaches immediately for the books.]
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[He's not so sure how he'll feel about reading details on a murder - considering recent events, even that might hit too close to home - but the intrigue he feels about the setting makes it worthwhile. It isn't like murder is what actually happened, anyway.
He wobbles his way over and then wobbles into the chair, until finally he's comfortably seated again (and therefore less wobbly), looking at the collection Sorey brought over. He made it across the room without falling! What a pitiful accomplishment. And yet, he's glad for the progress... ugh.
Shoving aside his misgivings - coming back from the dead is probably not supposed to be convenient anyway - he reaches immediately for the books.]
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