[He'll follow her, peering around them, the candlelight softening his features, or perhaps being near her brings out the rarely seen softer side.]

There's a glassblower in Willful Machine who might be of assistance. I'd treated her apprentice for some painful cuts, so she owes me a favor. Tell her you know Dr. Winters and he sends his regards that Zeeman's hand has healed.

[A flicker of something like puzzlement ticks through his face.]

Hmmm, not a name which I've heard before, though there's likely dozens of Sleepers I've not met before. I do need to get out of the lab more.