Perhaps the old man should have considered that Simms could throw the hot coffee back in his face but it wasn't actually a concern for Reginald. After Simms had taken the tray Reginald went back to the desk and sat. "I suppose I am -- one of three," he agreed. People weren't really treating him as such anymore, but the meeting had probably helped with that.
"Do you read?" he asked. "Books could be brought down for you readily enough."