He takes his own potion, pouring out a few drops onto his thumbnail - though they never quite hit, hovering in place an inch above. Pulling yet another gadget out of his pockets - this one a pair of gold-silver inlaid glasses, with frames so clear they look empty until the light strikes them right - he puts it on, and frowns at what he sees.
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He takes his own potion, pouring out a few drops onto his thumbnail - though they never quite hit, hovering in place an inch above. Pulling yet another gadget out of his pockets - this one a pair of gold-silver inlaid glasses, with frames so clear they look empty until the light strikes them right - he puts it on, and frowns at what he sees.