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[So Suman is the tall, dark, stoic type who really fails at getting out much. And in keeping with this theme he's tucked away in one of the libraries in the West wing, reading up on books of... Medicine. Curious.]
[He looks frustrated, possibly because medicine is not his forte and the books use a lot of jargon. Still, he is diligently noting things in a journal on the table in front of him. Though at some point he tangles his fingers in his hair, closing his eyes.]
[He mutters something that sounds rather rude in German, and rubs his eyes tiredly.]
Why can't I find it?
[He looks frustrated, possibly because medicine is not his forte and the books use a lot of jargon. Still, he is diligently noting things in a journal on the table in front of him. Though at some point he tangles his fingers in his hair, closing his eyes.]
[He mutters something that sounds rather rude in German, and rubs his eyes tiredly.]
Why can't I find it?