Kevin goes to Bar not long after he wakes up, midafternoon. He's been on an odd schedule.
He whispers a request to her. Two books appear on the countertop.
One he puts to the side, for later. The second is
a slim black journal that has nothing on the covers, front or back.
Kevin takes them and his dinner to a corner booth near the Infirmary entrance.
Botherable, if a tad preoccupied.