Oh books, [ he can't help but scoff, with a little roll of his eyes. ] Norrell's books are useful, but I've found that there's plenty of magic that his books of theory and respectability cannot understand.
[ The sarcasm and disdain is apparent in the tone of his voice. After all, he didn't have Norrell's books for most of when he was in the Peninsula. Norrell's books weren't the things that helped him discover the King's Roads or led him to how he distilled madness. The books were useful, the books were obviously useful, God how he wished he had Norrell's books at certain points, but there was so much magic out there that Norrell's STUPID books couldn't help him with.
There's a brief pause while Strange looks at himself in the mirror, catches his erratic, disheveled, mad countenance, before he trots on after Childermass, following him to the exit. ]
You, not there? [ Now that's something he can't believe. ] Well, I highly doubt that. Norrell's had you in his employ as long as I've known the man.
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[ The sarcasm and disdain is apparent in the tone of his voice. After all, he didn't have Norrell's books for most of when he was in the Peninsula. Norrell's books weren't the things that helped him discover the King's Roads or led him to how he distilled madness. The books were useful, the books were obviously useful, God how he wished he had Norrell's books at certain points, but there was so much magic out there that Norrell's STUPID books couldn't help him with.
There's a brief pause while Strange looks at himself in the mirror, catches his erratic, disheveled, mad countenance, before he trots on after Childermass, following him to the exit. ]
You, not there? [ Now that's something he can't believe. ] Well, I highly doubt that. Norrell's had you in his employ as long as I've known the man.