The injuries had truly affected Thomas - for instance, today he had been out and about in bright day light where everyone could see him - without a tie. Nor a jacket, for that matter.
He opened a couple of the topmost buttons on his shirt after hopping into the lounge and stopping by the bar. With Jazz out of sight for a while, he looked around for anything unusual, but didn't see anything. Even more curious now, he chose two white wine glasses from the bar and a bottle of Chablis from the cool cabinet. He opened it without trouble while he waited, but realized then he couldn't move the glasses from the bar since he did need the crutches to move.