Oh no. Best not mention that whole dreamwalking-into-his-own-corpse thing.
Instead, Strange nods in gratitude, relenting. “I’m certainly pestering as many of them’ll have me; it’s really fascinating stuff, actually, the places where our schools of magic seem to line up. But either way, thanks for letting me pick your brain. Mobius, right? You’re the librarian here?”
Their interactions, earlier, had been businesslike topics: a brief exchange of names and then book recommendations, Mobius pointing him in the right direction up and down the aisles, Strange too busy with his studies to stop for long. The conversation tonight is good, though; it has him realising how his eyes ache and his back is stiff from where he’s been sitting at the table for so long, so this change of pace is nice.
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Oh no. Best not mention that whole dreamwalking-into-his-own-corpse thing.
Instead, Strange nods in gratitude, relenting. “I’m certainly pestering as many of them’ll have me; it’s really fascinating stuff, actually, the places where our schools of magic seem to line up. But either way, thanks for letting me pick your brain. Mobius, right? You’re the librarian here?”
Their interactions, earlier, had been businesslike topics: a brief exchange of names and then book recommendations, Mobius pointing him in the right direction up and down the aisles, Strange too busy with his studies to stop for long. The conversation tonight is good, though; it has him realising how his eyes ache and his back is stiff from where he’s been sitting at the table for so long, so this change of pace is nice.