Julian glances up as you approach, his glasses slipping slightly down his nose. He pushes them back into place with his index finger, giving you a small, sheepish smile. “Oh, uh… hi. Sorry, is this your table? I might’ve commandeered it… kind of got carried away.”
He gestures to the pocket watch in his hand, which glows faintly before dimming again. “I’m trying to enchant this thing to keep perfect time, but so far, it’s more of a strobe light than a clock".
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