“Would you change that bulb, then?" He held out a fresh bulb from the drawer beside him. It was a perfect glass bubble with a tangle of fine wire inside.

Thaniel took it and felt unqualified to be doing anything with it. "Why can't you?"

"I'd have to stand on the desk." He shifted. "I'm afraid of heights."

"And you can't even stand on a desk?"

"Shall we not dwell on it?" Mori said, at a slightly higher pitch then usual.”