After a few more slow sips, he flopped back into the leather armchair, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he caught his own reflection in the glass. He took a deep breath, letting it all sink in. That's the thing about information… it's like food. Take in more than you can chew, and it'll choke you. Too much, too soon, and sanity starts to slip.
Pushing himself up, he crossed to the window, yanked the curtain open, and closed his eyes. The midday sunlight poured over him, warm and cleansing. For a moment, he let it work its magic, burning away the weight in his chest.
Feeling lighter, he caught a faint trace of wine on his breath and grimaced. A quick detour to the bathroom later, he'd brushed his teeth and rinsed with mouthwash until the alcohol smell was gone. Then he stepped into the hallway and called for Victor.
A few minutes later, a knock came. Rex opened the door to find Victor and kaelan standing there.
