Garamond retrieved a bottle from a mini-fridge and handed it over. Calibri still looked a little pale, but he seemed to have regained the strength in his limbs. Garamond pulled up one of the metal chairs folded up against the counter and laid it out beside the reclining table where Calibri lay. He sat down in it backwards, arms folding over the backrest.

"Hanging in there? You were asleep for awhile."