While he was fumbling with the bindings, the unicorn turned to Lyra, lifting a large stack of books from her bag and dropping them on the table. Dale ignored her; he’d finally gotten the cloth package open and discovered it contained his glasses. With a sigh of relief, he slid them back on his face and watched as everything in the world came back into focus. Now that he had clothing and his glasses back, he was beginning to feel normal again.