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Giles looked up when he heard Wesley's voice, only to find Connor leading Wes back in to the shop proper. Feeling his eyebrows furrow, Giles stood and went to help get Wesley into a chair.
"I take it washing them out didn't help at all?" Giles asked with a sigh, brushing his fingers down Wesley's cheek to show his sympathy.
"Nah," Connor said, glancing quickly at Wesley and then back to Giles. "It made them sting. They're red, like he's been rubbing at them." Connor flopped down into the chair next to Wes, shrugging. "Does getting new glasses usually do this?"