"So we should be betrayed by someone to know we can trust them?" He raised an eyebrow and finished his drink. Setting the glass on the desk, he didn't reach for another one. Not yet, anyway. Hey, at least he wasn't drinking right out of the bottle.
"Yeah, lost my sight." He grimaced, raising his hands and rubbing his face with them. "It was terrible. Two days with no sight. And I broke a brand new bottle of booze too. Tragic."
Lowering his hands, he looked at Eliot. "Did anything happen to you recently? Or was it just me singled out?"